The Time for Dreaming is Over

Quill & Quest

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Since the moment that 9-year-old me first caught a glimpse of the breathtaking skyline while riding in the middle row of my family’s silver van, I knew I loved New York City.

In hindsight, I can admit my opinion was not based on anything positive I knew about the city — in fact, it was quite the opposite. All I knew about NYC was that my sister lived there (with more neighbors in a 2 mile radius than I could ever count to), that it was more dangerous and much dirtier than my hometown (Louisville, KY), and that it was, according to my parents at the time, “too noisy and too expensive.”

But I didn’t care.

I had an immediate instinct about the city and I held on fiercely to that notion.

Then, as time passed, that gut…

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