Oh New York City! I think I've never felt the mix of hate and love for anything else as I feel for NYC. I hate the comute, the winter, the expensive rent, the lack of space, the traffic, the fact that I don't have laundry inside my apartment, the mean people in the streets, and the constant feeling of not having enough time to do it all. The last one I think is what bothers me the most. One of the greatest thing about living in NYC is the variety of things to do here. You will never get bored. And although I love that, it also makes me feel like I am not doing enough, because there is so much to do. But I definitely love that "problem" in the same amount I hate it. Right now, this city is the place where I keep my creativity and dreams alive. There is something about the streets, the buildings, and the lights, that gives me the feeling of "I wanna make it here". This feeling is stronger than my hate for any of those things I mentioned in the beginning of my post. So every time I start feeling tired or discouraged I try to stop complaining about the bad and focusing in the good part of this sleepless city. I reunite with my friends, shoot some cool photos with my girlfriend Lindsey, and stop to think about all the opportunities that I can only find here. Hopefully, sometime soon I will achieve all the goals I have in mind for this place.