Memory Lane Monday: Farewell NYC Edition

I haven't posted much lately because it's taking every ounce of my sanity and energy to not die from anxiety over moving across the country in 2 weeks. 2 WEEKS!!!! My apartment is a shit-hole (more so than usual right now) and everything is chaos in my brain (again, more than usual.) To compound the throbbing panic that constantly floods my brain and the invisible belt around my chest that feels like its being cinched tighter every hour making it impossible to breath, Boyfriend got on a plane at the ass-crack of dawn this morning to go visit family and to pick up our "new" car to drive back here. So, I am trying to keep my emotional shit together while packing for the biggest move of my life by myself for 5 days. Not gonna lie, it's been a rough 12 hours.

Don't get me wrong, Boyfriend is not the bad guy here, my mental health (or lack thereof) is the big culprit. I just never realized how much I relied on Boyfriend as my constant and my support system until I was left to my own devices for a day knowing that there were still 4 days to go. But, I digress...

This might be my last "regularly scheduled" blog entry for the next few weeks, so I tried to make it a good one. But all I got was lists. You're welcome.

What I'll Miss Most About NYC

-My Friends

I have made so many wonderful friends here, the tears really started today and they probably won't stop for a month.

-The Pizza

Everyone keeps telling me I can't get good bagels and pizza anywhere else. That may have been true in the 80's, but now it's not that difficult to find good bagels and good pizza. But there's just something about going to Frankie's or 2 Bros. and getting a slice and a coke for $3 and pushing your way through the smelly crowded sidewalk with steaming hot pizza grease dripping down your chin.

-The ability to find almost anything you could possibly need at 2 am

Seriously, you can find the most random necessities at 2 in the morning.

-The skyline

There's just something magical about that skyline. Which I got to view from the Statue of Liberty for the first time this summer. How sad is that?! I was born here, lived here almost 7 years of my adult life and never went to visit Lady Liberty?

-The energy

NYC has a very special energy or aura, something about the way the city moves if you just stop and feel it, it's amazing.

What I Won't Miss

-Roaches the size of matchbooks

And bigger. Lots bigger. Fucking horrifying.

-The crazy fucking neighbors

Exhibit A.  Exhibit B.  Exhibit C.  Exhibit D.  

And those are just the ones I've written about.

-Smelly/hot/cold/sticky subway cars

You really don't want me going into detail.

-Sweating ALL the time

I never knew my kneecaps could sweat until I moved here. Humidity's a bitch.

Alright, so these lists aren't comprehensive, but you catch my drift. Despite all the crazy shit here, I am going to miss NYC. L.A is going to be very different, but this is one of the few times in my life that I can remember being ready for a change.  So, if I fall off the radar next week, don't worry, I'll be back to my normal snarky, mentally addled self soon. Also, it's 2800+ miles from here to L.A. I'm probably going to tweet A LOT. You've been warned.