Now that we're very settled into our apartment, with actual stuff hanging on the walls, a carpet, curtains, and pots and pans hanging in the kitchen it feels much more like home than it did a year ago when we only had a tiny AC unit in the bedroom, no couch, and no internet. We have successfully found the good restaurants around us, the best places for late night snacks, and most importantly the best bagels. While we might not always stay in this apartment, or this neighborhood, we're happy to be staying for at least another year.
I gotta say, I love living in New York. It took a little while to grow on me. It's dirty, there's garbage on the streets and open spaces are hard to come by, but I wouldn't want to be living anywhere else right now.
Now I hope I can remember that tomorrow morning when I'm on the train and somebody's hand keeps slowly creeping down the pole and bumping into mine...