new york, i love you.

four years ago i packed my bags, flew to ny and landed on my sister’s doorstep in gramercy.

i slept on her couch, spent afternoons endlessly searching on the internet for jobs in coffee shops, and signed on a treehouse apt in the east village (9:30pm on the back of a sebring convertible – sketchy doesn’t even begin to describe).

to take the words from james murphy’s lips, “new york, i love you but you are bringing me down.”

but when you bring me down, you go and do something to bring me up. like offer $5 bouquets of roses at the corner bodega or do that charming little thing where when the light shines just right you look like the most amazing city in the world.

a relationship that i believe not just me, but everyone who lives here has with new york, is that of frustration, hope, doubt, belief, optimism, heartbreak – the list goes on. it is like a friendship that you may part from one day but it will always be imprinted in your heart.

thank you, new york. for the past, present and future.

This entry was published on August 11, 2012 at 3:29 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

5 thoughts on “new york, i love you.

  1. Kinsey Brown on said:

    I absolutely love this. sooo true..

  2. Jennifer on said:


  3. beatboxkid on said:

    You are an amazing photographer and incredible writer Kim!!

  4. so so so true… and i think its safe to say, new york loves you too!

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