So this past weekend my roommates from college came to visit. It was so nice to be around familiar people who knew who I was and know that I'm a little silly, and maybe sometimes a little anal. Anyone who has been to New York once in their lives has been witness to the crazies we have running around here.
Last week on the subway there was a lady having a very heated argument with herself. The whole train stopped their chatter so they could listen to her, and everyone was staring at each other because it was really awkward, she was getting really feisty! I must say, I even put my iPod on pause to get a clip of the convo. Or, yesterday I was grabbing some dinner and this man came running up to me, frantically speaking Spanish...he came out of nowhere! My favorite crazy person New York story though is the time I saw someone pretending to walk their dog, leash and all, and telling the dog to sit.
I used to wonder a lot about what it is in NY that makes people literally lose their minds. When I first moved here last year, I would get on the train and see someone talking to themselves, and look around at everyone else to see how they were reacting. No one would even bat an eyelash, people talking to themselves is pretty normal here. But I could never figure out why! But now I get it.
Being in this city can get pretty lonely. Its so big, and there are so many things to do, but when you're alone, I imagine you must feel that same feeling you got when you were a kid and lost your parents in the grocery store. I guess thats how people go crazy living here, and why most of the time you see them pretending their accompanied by another person. I was so glad my roommates came to visit this weekend, I think they bought me another month or two of sanity :-)
