Let’s be honest no one moves to Nyc for the weather.
We’re here for the people, the opportunities, the constant bustle.
Nyc doesn’t sleep that’s a fact but with so much of the city in a choke hold from covid this place that once seemed like a post card is being tested in ways it hasn’t been tested before.
Still something about this city and its grittiness feels immortal like a cockroach.
Nyc can’t be stopped and if it can survive 9-11 it damn sure can survive covid.

I remember when I first moved here I thought this city was going to be easy….boy was I wrong.
The only thing easy about Ny is getting a chop cheese at the bodega and even that can be challenging at times.
No matter what you are doing here this is almost always a hoop you have to jump through and that is especially apparent now with Covid.

One thing that sits in stark contrast to where I grew up in Connecticut (Not Greenwhich!) is that very few people have parking here.
So if you shovel out your car and a plow truck plows it back in you’re going to have to break out the shovel again.
When I had a car I hated this but that’s part of the price you pay to live here.

Seeing all the cars terribly stuck yesterday I was inspired to take a walk to get some photos before bed.
Shortly after I started my flash died so I only got a few photos but I guess it wouldn’t be New York if something didn’t go as planned.