(Written 1.9 years ago on my way to a job interview)
Almost nothing in new york goes as planned. It could be a simple as your train arriving late, thus making you late. Or maybe your train arrives on time, but when the doors slide open you’re met with a car so full of passengers that it resembles a can of sardines. You know you have to squeeze in or else you’ll be late. So much for having the elbow room at apply your makeup during your commute. It wasn’t this crowded yesterday! Well at least the wrinkles in your jacket are getting pressed out. the one that is un-ironed because you just had to sleep those seven more minutes, since you were out late or because your downstairs neighbors had a dance party until 4am, whose music you were subject to even through your pillow.
All of this is a good info to remember as one begins living life here. You may as well give up all your previous notions of the following things: time, money, sleep, food, cleanliness, personal space.
