New York is a hard place to live. It’s full of people, but can be lonely. It’s artsy, but often too pretentious. It’s cutting edge, but too expensive for most of us normal folk. I commute on the subway every day and those are the times that I think to myself “I can’t do this anymore.” And then I have a day like I did yesterday, that reminds me of all the reasons I love it here and all the reasons I put up with the crowds and the attitudes and the too-cool-for-school mentality.