10 Things that happen when you move to NYC alone at 22
You marvel at the sheer number of people populating the streets. You’ve lived in cities before, but never one quite like this.
You search for an ATM because half the stores only accept cash, get lost, get angry, then find a lovely park where you settle down to have lunch and pretend you don’t need money.
You cram all of your laundry into one washing machine, without separating, because one load costs $1.75 and despite your earlier blissful ignorance you know you do, after all, need money. Sorry not sorry, mom.
You have a panic attack on the subway because YOU MOVED TO THIS CITY ALONE, HAVE YOU NOT SEEN ENOUGH EPISODES OF “CASTLE” TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DO THAT??
You watch “Friends” on a loop and wait for the six of them to enter your life so you’re not always alone.
You cry in bed on your fifth morning in the city because you’re so lonely and you didn’t think it would be this way.
You wait anxiously for classes to start so you can be surrounded by people again and have a purpose.
You hope classes never start because what if you’re not cut out for this big life you dreamed of? What if you fail and have to go home in shame?
You remind yourself why you made this crazy move: because the only way to land on the moon is to fly toward it, ignoring whatever scrapes and bruises the meteors you run into on the way will give you.
You realize that it will be okay because you were called here for a reason and there is no failure in doing God’s will, whether you land on the moon or thud back to Earth.
BONUS: you remember that the Earth is pretty doggone awesome so if the moon doesn’t work out, well, there’s always that.
DOUBLE BONUS: you wait for Taylor Swift to come back from tour do the two of you can be besties.