B-Side: The Last Time I Visited New York...

...was the last time I visited New York.

I’m working on an essay, a piece of literary memoir about a remarkable experience I had in high school, and about growing up in Queens, and about how when you’re young in New York City the city will change alongside you. I needed a paragraph about not missing New York anymore. In my own logorrheic way, I ended up writing an entirely separate essay fragment on the subject.

There are sure to be grammatical errors. Spelling errors. Sentence fragments. But since I don’t want to be the millionth person to write a “Goodbye to New York” essay, and since I have no other outlet for this, enjoy my unedited thoughts on a city I used to know so well:

“LIAM’S PLAYGROUND” by Ink Floyd

The last time I visited New York City I realized it really might be the last time I visited New York City, at least for a long while. I’d been living in Los Angeles for over six years full time by then, and this visit drove home a feeling I couldn’t shake: I don’t miss New York City. I just miss being young there.

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