I was counting the other day and realized that I have lived in six cities in twelve years. I would venture a guess that that's more cities than most people have lived in, in their entire lives.
So I was also realizing that New York is really, even after four years essentially away, the city where I still feel the most at home. Partly this is because I know it better than any place other than the Upper Valley, and partly because there are still so many people here whom I love. I think that, since a lot of my friends left New Hampshire when they graduated last year, New York still has a higher concentration of people Alexandra loves than anywhere else.
I guess what makes New York feel like home, then, even though the restaurants have changed and the prices have gone up and people have moved, is that I still feel like I come back to a family here. And for a meandering soul such as myself, turns out that's really important.
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