I like chocolate. As a child I believed if I liked chocolate, it was clearly a fact that chocolate was the best. Everyone must like chocolate. If someone didn’t like chocolate, they were lying, or I’d give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they just didn’t know they liked it, because everyone likes chocolate. Eventually I grew up and acknowledged that everyone has their own taste and they may like vanilla or cookies n cream and not like chocolate. I accepted it. But New York, that’s the best. It’s a fact, right? For everyone who doesn’t live here, they want to, it just isn’t possible for them due to job or family, etc, but nebuch, I do feel for them. And anyone who says they don’t like New York, well, they of course don’t know they like it, or they are lying. Well world, today I’ve come to tell you all that once again I’ve grown into maturity and realized that just because I like New York, and New York, it’s my favourite, it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s everyone’s. Some people, it’s just not for them, not because of any other circumstances other than they just don’t like New York! And guess what, that’s ok with me. Why so you ask? Well, someone’s got to eat the whites from my black & whites, right? There are still some things in life though that are facts, Zev, he likes ketchup with his French fries, he just doesn’t know he does. #nyc #adulting #thisismynewyork #centralpark (at Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir)