Homesick at Home
Trying to fall back in love with NY April 22, 2012 Ever since I moved back to NY, I feel like I’m walking inside of an old photo album... and it kind of smells funny. I’m currently living about half a mile away from the neighborhood in which I grew up in Manhattan, Inwood. It has stirred up more memories, nostalgia and lost feelings than ever a time I can remember. I first moved away from this neighborhood 15 years ago- wow. The gym I just joined is on the same street where I grew up. To get to it, I run past the elementary school I attended, my childhood favorite pizza shop, the apartment building I grew up in, and the mailbox I stood by with my grandma every morning to wait for the school bus. Its all very meaningful yet strange. A part of me feels… out of place. Disconnect: Things have changed. There is a CVS where Young World used to be, local mom and pop shops have been replaced with trendy restaurants and velvet-roped off lounges, and my favorite convenience store, Joan & Car...