there. i said it.
i am tired of seeing all these shows and movies filmed in nyc that make it look like it is some magical place. i do not believe this place exists. i want to see a romantic comedy show or movie that is filmed in the DEAD OF WINTER. like no one cute outfits, but wrapped in layers upon layers with the bare minimum of skin showing. no people prancing down the sidewalk hand-in-hand casually eating ice cream cones, but clinging onto each other for dear life as they battle the gusty snow and try not to fall on their ass because the entire sidewalk is iced over. lets see a girl act all cutesy dealing with those elements.
in these movies, the people walk down the street, happy, optimistic and smiling. i want to see everyone hunched over, grumbling about the single digit temperatures and occasionally getting a load of snow dumped on them from an evil tree. yeah, thats the real new york. or at least the new york i have been living in for months on end. i have started thinking this other new york is fabricated. lately, signs have been popping up that show it could be real, this ‘spring time in new york’, like people wearing lighter layers, and restaurants putting out chairs and tables on the sidewalks again, but i just laugh at that since i have seen the 10 day weather forecast and its supposed to snow all next week.
no sun shining out yo ass now, is there?!
i have forgotten what spring looks like – what central park looks like when it is not coated in white. i forgot what its like to go on a run without the fear of sliding everywhere. i have forgotten what the warm sun feels like on my skin, which is currently so white its translucent.
basically, im ready for spring.