New York was breaking my concentration and disintegrating my thoughts.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
After Sept. 11, New York wasn't the same, and that's part of the reason why I left.
I'd excluded New York from my writing, and then I came back and I fell in love with it all over again. The energy comes from an absence, that yearning for New York when you are not there.
I loved New York, but I never quite felt like New York was my home either.
The trouble with New York today is that it's lost its balance. I love the new, greener New York, but it takes all kinds of worlds to make a World.
I'm a New Yorker. I was there during 9/11 and I saw how, not only New York City stopped for a moment, we all took an inhale and exhale at the same time - the world united at that time, and it changed my life.
I loved experiencing city life in New York.
New York grabbed me too hard, as did adulthood.
What I'll remember about New York is growing up really fast.
I attribute much of my success in New York to my ability to understand and avoid unnecessary distractions.
And I went to New York and died; for 10 years I walked those pavements. I can't think of New York without feeling uncomfortable and feeling like a failure.