I'm starting to have withdrawal symptoms from being away from New York City for too long. I have sudden urges to hop subway trains and eat in trendy cafes, window shop and tell someone I'll meet them at a numbered street and a numbered avenue without saying "avenue".
I want to go see a weird museum exhibit, I want to stroll through Central Park and sit down on a park bench and read, or sit in a coffe shop and surf the internet while waiting for a friend before we go see a movie.
I want to take the dog for a walk around the block or to the park to meet others with dogs so they can run around because my backyard is a postage stamp and not the grassy, wooded sprawl I have in reality.
I feel like going to the botanic gardens or to the beach before beach season to truly enjoy it. I want to do all these things I used to do when I was a city dweller rather than what I am now: a suburban commuter. Yeesh. Never thought I'd see the day yet here I am.
Last week I needed a bagel fix so I got a dozen bagels and 1/4 pound of lox. I want to answer questions with a question and be sarcastic and witty while narrowly avoiding double-parked cars.
I want to stroll down the street and see odd things that I wish I had my camera handy for. I want my small group of friends I once had that were always within short driving distance, walk, or bus.
I'm having withdrawal to the way things were, before I was so preoccupied with my academic life. Now that that challenge has been met, I think I am looking for more and city dwelling seems my way I know how. What is challenging about the suburbs?
