Yesterday, I received an email from a new reader and she inspired me. Thank you, Jennifer, for opening up and sharing your story about New York City. It’s refreshing to know that people like Jennifer are finding and reading this blog. Below is an excerpt from the message.
is Jennifer, and I live in Dallas, Texas. I stumbled upon your website this
morning, while searching for a new job…basically, attempting to figure out what
I want to do when I grow up.
a native New Yorker, and currently inspired to join the cast of Saturday Night
Live. Of course, I have pretty much accepted that in no way, shape or form,
will I ever become the next Amy Poehler, so I decided to begin random searches,
in hopes of finding a real woman’s view on living in NYC, rather than my
boyfriend’s biased views.
Your blog was the first – and only – I stumbled upon, as I found myself
engrossed and wondering how you managed to begin your own blog, and from what
it appears to me on the other side of the screen, enjoy your life the way that
I always imagined I would in New York City.
I’m inspired to email you, to just simply ask what inspired you to begin your
blog, see if you have any tips that might help me with my new beginnings. Or, possibly share a little insight that could be a swift kick in the a** in the
I read your article about how it all started. I felt as though I was reading
something similar to my own biography. I too, have dreamed of living in NYC
from a young age. If I recall correctly, it probably had something to do with
the Strawberry Shortcake soundtrack I came across as a toddler that featured
“New York, New York,” a hairbrush used as a microphone, countless hours of
off-key singing and a few pairs of earplugs for my parents. As silly as it
sounds, I embraced the culture from a very young age, obsessed with
movies/shows/books based out of New York, even imagining myself complete with a
tall, dark, handsome Italian New Yorker that was part Jewish, and loved me more
than anyone in the world. What little 5 ft. blonde hair, blue-eyed girl from TX
dreams of a man like that, right?
After 27 full years of life, numerous men I wish I had never encountered, and
too many “bad dates” to put on paper (I find if you are the bold,
outgoing, strong type, you tend to have the best bad date stories because you
tend to attract the “morons” over the “safe”), I found
Kyle, who fit that description (and more), the day after my birthday.
|Should Kyle and I move to NYC?-–by digitizedchaos via Flickr|
My boyfriend dreams of moving to Colorado to open restaurant…with that comes
a lot of anxiety on my end. Will he be responsible enough to get it going? Will
I like it in CO? Will I resent never living in NYC?
So, that brings me to this morning, and now this moment, sharing my brief life
story to an unexpected person. (I’m sorry if you are still reading and can’t
stop because it’s like watching a train heading towards the broken track.)
I guess I’m seeking motivation. I’m looking to see that there really are people
out there that have had similar experiences, and still made it. I’m a firm
believer that “Everything happens for a reason” and I refuse to give up
just because 100 people tell me “No”. I guess when so many things I
dream of, happen along the way, I can’t help but feel that aggravating biting
that I’m not done accomplishing my dreams just yet.
|I still dream of living in New York–by annainaustin via Flickr|
Ever since I saw What Women Want, I’ve dreamed of being a CEO of a
marketing firm in a high-rise in New York, and though I landed a (nowhere near
glamorous) job as a Marketing Analyst here in TX – by chance – I’m realizing
that I’m not as interested in this line of work as I thought. So, now what
do I do?
I’m afraid of failing. I didn’t come from a well-off family, I have absolutely
no idea how I would support myself if things didn’t go right, and I have no
idea how to tell Kyle and his NYC parents that I no longer want to work at a
responsible, corporate job to become a writer. Short of following my
co-workers’ advice to “Take up Buddhism,” I figured that my only other
release could be through writing.
I told Kyle that I would like to go back up to New York City soon. I’ll keep
following your blog to gain inspiration and places to put on my list to check
out. So as to avoid you beginning to contemplate how much you should charge me
by the hour for listening to me, I’ll leave you with a very big and genuine THANK
YOU! I’m hoping that by coming across this blog, it’s just another little
facet of the future that unfolds ahead of me — maybe a little part of
inspiration to go forth with my dreams — and get closer to
knowing that I too, can succeed.
This page is dedicated to all New Yorkers—past, present, future and those at heart. If you currently live, have lived, will live, or dream of living in NYC, tell us what your first day was like, how you got to the Big Apple, or the reasons why you love New York and imagine living here.
Or maybe you’ve lived here your entire life, we’d love to know why you’re still here. Even if you have a great NYC moment and you like telling the story, we’ll listen to that too.
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