This used to be a frequent sight as I’d drive into Manhattan fresh off a red-eye flight from Los Angeles. Now, New York is the city I call home, and Los Angeles is a not-so-distant memory that forever tugs at my heartstrings. A year in, and it’s finally starting to hit me. I’m slowly starting to lose the itch to fly back and quickly yearning to explore every nook and cranny and budding source of inspiration the city has to offer. There’s truly no place like it in the world. If only humidity were nonexistent… Stay tuned for more adventures.