You know that moment when you just got paid, or you just got back from a yoga class, or you just had the most delicious chicken parmesan ever, or you just did your laundry and you just cleaned your apartment, or you just made out with the person you have a crush on?
Those moments where you’re sort of like, is this real life?
Have you ever had that moment when you sort of take a look at your life and you’re like, how is my life this perfect? Yeah. Sometimes, living in New York City does that.
Here are 7 more absolutely euphoric moments that make you truly appreciate life in NYC.
1. The moment you turn onto the avenue closest to your apartment...
And you can see uptown and downtown for miles, the cacophony of flashing lights and cars, dozens and dozens of stoplights, and you’re waiting for the walk signal in a whole group of people and you’re like, "Wow. I really live here?"
[anad]
2. The moment you meet a celebrity...
And you’re shaking and you can barely talk, and all you want to convey is how much you love/respect/admire that celebrity.
So you try to quote some line they said on the latest episode of your favorite TV show and you inevitably mess up the quote. And then they give you this like super-sympathetic smile that says, "Nice try, peasant." And you’re left wondering whether they think you’re creepy or endearing?
So you snap a selfie but your smile is sort of diagonal and doesn’t really look like a smile, and the celeb is wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap, so you can’t really tell it’s them. And yet, it’s still unbelievably euphoric and so worth it.
Especially when you get over 200 likes on Instagram.
[anad2]
3. The moment you realize it’s Friday
I used to work at a magazine where we had Whiskey Fridays.
Friday is euphoric enough, I know you know what I’m saying, but leaving work every Friday last year was like a slap in the face with ecstasy-- I was drunk enough to feel the whiskey torpedoing through my bloodstream, sending flashes of happiness through my body.
I was usually walking to meet friends somewhere in the East Village, and I’d be walking through Soho and it was just becoming spring, and the air had that sort of spring air promise, and all the lights in Soho had that sort of bright future promise, and I’d have to try not to cry because I felt so happy and free.
,4. The moment you return after a weekend away...
And you’re riding the Bolt Bus, because it’s only $15 of course (who would pay $80 for Amtrak when the Bolt Bus is $15?), and you’re nearing the edge of New Jersey, and you catch a glimpse of the Statue of Liberty, standing tall in the air and pointing her torch up in the sky.
This is the moment you press play on Taylor Swift's “Welcome to New York” (or maybe Jay-Z's "Empire State of Mind") and experience a succession of chills-- hopefully the sun is setting and you can see it behind the silhouette of One World Trade.
And while Taylor mentions the “kaleidoscope of loud heart beats under coats,” you veer around the corner and see the same sun sparkling off the Hudson River as T-Swift sings about taking her broken heart and putting it in a drawer.
You feel pretty euphoric in that very moment, don’t you?
[anad]
5. The moment you realize you're actually in Central Park
Last weekend I went to a yoga class on the Upper West Side. It was the opening for the new Yoga to the People Studio on 103rd Street, and there were over 200 people in one giant yoga studio all breathing in harmony, vibrating under the ecstasy of our bodies as living, breathing, loving things.
I was in such a good mood afterwards, I decided to walk home through Central Park. It was bright, cold, and the sun was shining off the snow.
And I had a hard time grasping that I was actually living in this reality.
6. The moment you just bought weed
If you’re like me, and you’ve been lucky enough to acquire the phone number of a delivery service, and you’ve just recently gotten paid so you have some cash to blow, and you call your guy and he comes to your door with a selection of marijuana based upon the kind of high you want-- well, suddenly the possibilities are limitless.
You don’t have to worry about rationing your joints either, you could easily roll three large joints and smoke them now. You have giant, fluffy buds that will last you a few weeks.
Life in this moment feels pretty great.
[anad2]
7. The moment you wake up after an excellent hook up...
And you kept waking up in the middle of the night to watch that person sleep because you couldn’t believe you were in that bed, and then in the morning you’re walking home and looking around at the exciting, lively city, and you realize you’re still smiling because your face starts to actually hurt from all the smiling you're doing.
You’re literally smiling at everyone, holding doors for everyone, you even give $10 to the homeless guy at your subway stop-- because why not?
And you get home and write a love poem (or is that just me?) and check your phone, and that hook-up texted you saying how much fun they had last night with one of those blushing smiley faces, and you realize life would not be this amazing if you didn’t live in New York City.
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