A Bad Day in New York is still Better than a Good Day Anywhere Else

A bad day in New York is still better than a good day anywhere else

When I first came to New York, I completely misinterpreted this sentence.  A bad day in New York is still better than a good day anywhere else. I thought this is something people say, when New York becomes too tough. Something to keep you upright, when everything around you breaks in down. Something you need, to justify – to yourself – that coming to New York was the right decision after all. I told this sentence to myself, for those reasons. When I did not have an apartment and struggled for a short time, in which I was basically homeless (my former boyfriend let me move in with him after dating just a few weeks). I told this sentence to myself, but it actually did not matter that much to me at that time.

A Bad Day in New York is still Better than a Good Day Anywhere Else

Only when I came back, I realized the true meaning. That you would truly prefer to have these bad days back, instead of living a life of boredom. Those bad days, when you believe the whole world is against you and everything is crashing down. I would do anything to have these days back. The bad days in New York, are still exciting, and in the end turn out good, because they make you stronger.

These bad days still better than all the regular days anywhere else.

A bad day in New York is still better than a good day anywhere else

A bad day in New York is still better than a good day anywhere else

5 Comment

  1. Anna says: Reply

    Oh I love this, I’ve not been to New York but you can apply this thinking to so many situations, very inspiring. Great post. Xx

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  2. Kia says: Reply

    Thank you so much. I am so happy to read, that it is inspiring – even if you haven’t been to New York yet 🙂

  3. Kathi says: Reply

    Ich kann dich so gut verstehen! So sehr ich meinen Job momentan liebe – das Schreiben, den Journalismus – umso wichtiger war es mir trotzdem, aus dem Trott rauszukommen und in eine Stadt zu gehen, in der man das Leben vom Aufstehen bis zum Schlafengehen leben muss. Sei es jetzt ein guter oder ein absolut beschissener Tag, aber man hat die Gefühl jedes Mal ganz gelebt. Dieses Gefühl hab ich hier in meinem Alltag oft nicht, da kommt halt so ein Tag nach dem nächsten und alles sind irgendwie schon okay…

  4. Marie says: Reply

    Beautiful pictures ! I want to go there, one day 🙂

  5. Bonner says: Reply

    It’s much easier to unantsrded when you put it that way!

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