So I've realized that I have now spent two Christmases in New York City yet I have not written out exactly how this beautifully glorious season makes me feel.
New York is a city of beautiful sparkling possibilities all year round but during the holidays it becomes a magical wonderland where everything glitters with the promise of new beginnings. The city that is constantly changing somehow changes itself into a city that encompasses everything anyone could ever want....in anything. I am in Love, deep passionate and undying love with this spectacular City. It fills me with hope; hope that makes me want to scream at the top of my lungs in happiness, hope that makes me full with bubbly optimism that at every moment attempts to spill out in someway or another. This magnificent City has intoxicated me with a burning passion for living. I don't know quite when or how it happened but it has and Christmas in this City is the culmination of all of those feelings.
Christmas in the City is like a...like a beautiful moment when humanity has reached its most perfect state and then somehow overreaches itself. This moment when combined with the incredible sparkle that somehow descends on this magical place over night creates a place where love and romance and unspeakable joy are not the things of fairytales but the things of reality. This is what I love about my City how it is one of the largest and sometimes most disgusting cities in the world yet somehow it is both this and one of the most magical places I have ever known. How it accomplishes this I shall never know but I love it none the less. And I have been swept off my feet and I will be every Christmas for the next however many years.
I Love You New York...Just thought you should know.
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