I know - two posts in, like, 10 minutes. A miracle.
Just realized today marks two years since I've lived in NYC.
I have always loved this EB White quote:
There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.
I am the third. But I learned a while back that it's rather fruitless to try and figure out what you're looking for, so for what I'm questing, I have no idea...
