Okay. So day one on my NY trip. It's kinda wild. This city has so many different people and like...knowing that makes me feel strange. I understand it's kind of hicksville (haha bc the city hicksville outside the city) to think because you've never really been in a city before but like... you gotta realize that like... there really are no other cities like this around the world. I've been all around mainland Europe's major cities. Amsterdam, Brussels, Paris, Berlin... New York really is like...the pinnacle. The exception.
Before we even get to New York... lets rewind to all the way before the plane ride. There was the scone situation. It was a funny way to start my trip and this whole interaction...its the reason i knew this trip was gunna good. We're not gunna get into it because, honestly? I can't describe it in a way that's enticing. It just sounds petty. Haha!
BUT. I land in Newark. I get on the train and I realize omg... I'm here! People are talking to me and I hear a genuine New Jersey accent. Dude was talking about his phone. I had a instinctual urge to feel like he needed to be protected.
This is the America that has been advertised to me my whole life! Everyone from WA is a full train wreck. Everyone out there looks like they have Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, a bad case of acne (or radioactive contamination), or an excessive consumption of the quick serve industry. They could also look like they don't want to be here, they love a breath of fresh air but they're still addicted to a smoke room, or their favorite place to take a walk is next to the Rainier Valley Safeway fish section. I'm from Washington State. I don't matter in the grand scheme! Jesus fucking christ. So I keep going. I get on the train.
I've never heard a religious debate where the non-religious person is winning for a reason that is not logical. We don't need to get into that (on the religious side). But what we will get into is why tf do bitches from out west (who are religious) feel an obligation to something they never proved was tangible at some point in history? Sure... t h e r e w a s a b o d y . . . But where tf was there proof of it's religion. In the grand scheme of things I really don't care. Don't explain it to me. If you do, you're an annoying wanker and you have trouble making genuine and lasting friendships with independent thinkers.
I feel like out east there is still a really big gap in belief and intelligence. There sure is, isn't there? People who have been on each coast can assure that. Isn't that right? I can't keep writing. I think the gap in belief and intelligence makes sense. It's two different kind of smarts. I feel like the people out west have a detachment from their emotions. In an antisocial way...not an asocial way. Woah? Is that why an entre 1.3k+ mile West Coast captialized on therapy?
There has not been many people who think vs people who feel. The people who feel are more common east of the Mississippi river. The literal west coast really is better ecologically and geographically. But I think that's just it. I think thats a problem that people from the west coast have held. There is a different breed of people out here. Why though? I think they have to be social. There is so many people out here bro. The west is spread out. Density is not a thing in Seattle.
Maybe that's why I feel like I fit better on the Atlantic? I think the Atlantic tends to be more social. It's ocean forces it to be. There is a lot of people who live on it's shores. Maybe that's why it's ocean shores are so...like that? Idk I'm a Pacific Ocean girlie but overall my fav is the Arctic Ocean. So much of a tangent. There is a sociality and communication that happens here that I'll never see on the west coast. It's so artificial and tiring. People out there make me feel like I'm going to get killed in the name of a social experiment or I'll be killed in a sacrafice to a Mayan God before they existed...anyways.f
I land in New York at Penn Station. Girl idk where the fuck I'm at. Did I mention I saw ICE Agents at the airport? Those were the first ICE agents I've seen. It's part of the reason I feel like I'm from Hicksville. Fuck ICE, Free Palestine, stop the conflicts in Sudan & Ukraine, and may the US Heal.
Anyways, Google Maps is telling me to take the A Train and I'm like what. Where is that, girl. So, It says I can take the C so I did. I get to where I need to go, and then I find my friends. It was a nice walk to theirs. Their neighborhood is a quiet. Quieter than where I live in spread out Seattle! God I hate Seatle!!!! Dont get me wrong it's my fav city in the world but god have I seen it's charm just... crash, burn, and disintegrate.
So, we go out to eat and we eat and we drink and now were home and were all going to bed. Is there anything special that needs to be dissected? There was a lof of gossip but why would I divulge that information when I could just keep it to myself. Also like...at least ask me so it's a two way street and I'm not just being nasty and spilling friends secrets.
Anyways mwah mwah. You could probably tell I'm tired. I'm so happy to be back in an actual city. This feels more my speed. 😜😜😜
P.S.: I went back and added like seven paragraphs. This is juicy content!
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