You can have a life, a DEVOTION around the cult of NYC. You can be its slave for years, trying to get it to love you back.
But it doesn't give a fuck.
You can starve, can live in a closet, can work 24/7, can work as a barista, can perform on Broadway. you can make it there one day and feel like you are starting over the very next.
Other cities will welcome you back with open arms. Embrace you like your Mom. Alumnae returning to the geographies of their youth. New York will be like, 'Oh, did you leave the party?"
Every neighborhood, every block is a new beginning. You start from scratch, you reinvent yourself. Hopefully smarter this time.
You can go for years and never run into any of your previous friends, or selves. And then you can spend 24 hours playing "This is your life", and seeing mirrors everywhere you go.
But it doesn't give a fuck.
You can starve, can live in a closet, can work 24/7, can work as a barista, can perform on Broadway. you can make it there one day and feel like you are starting over the very next.
Other cities will welcome you back with open arms. Embrace you like your Mom. Alumnae returning to the geographies of their youth. New York will be like, 'Oh, did you leave the party?"
Every neighborhood, every block is a new beginning. You start from scratch, you reinvent yourself. Hopefully smarter this time.
You can go for years and never run into any of your previous friends, or selves. And then you can spend 24 hours playing "This is your life", and seeing mirrors everywhere you go.
