Not a New YorkerIt has been said, that if you move to New York, and after two years, you still like it, you’re a New Yorker. I made it through three years for a bachelor’s degree, and nearly ground my teeth to the roots, when I was not shivering. I ran for the exit as soon as I could after graduation. It was difficult to force myself to leave by mundane means after turning the keys to my apartment over to the super; I ran because I was not permitted to fly.Not a New Yorker18 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Admittedly, NYC has many things to recommend it, from the Met to the Mets, but after my first two quarters at the institute, I didn't have time for any of that. I was working my tail off trying to find a position at a fashion house in a warmer climate with a better cost of living rate.
I’m not saying I never went back. Three years thawing out in a suitable climate, and I was able to return for short periods. There’s fashion weeks, of course; sometime around the week the fall lines are debuted, there