This is how I know I am becoming less bitter and thus better at life.
I used to get pissed off at 3 things in New York: rent-controlled apartments (that I can’t get my hands on), extremely hot guys with steady girlfriends (that I can’t get my hands on), and rich kids getting amazing internships (that I can’t get my hands on)
But lately I have been surprisingly immune to jealousy. The man and his family of 3 in that huge apartment in Chelsea paying only $500 a month does not bother me. And by the way this is not an urban myth.
Relationships are not difficult as long as I keep my insecurity and greed in check, which I admit are pretty hard to do in New York. But I try, I try very hard to
Summer is a great time to take risks, because you are happier and happier people are more successful at risk-taking. I am beginning to swerve into the territories of what I want out of life.
