Expectation: Going out in new neighborhoods all the time.
Reality: Going to the same bar four nights a week because you’re 100% certain you’ll be able to hang up your jacket.
Expectation: Going to tons of Broadway shows on the cheap.
Reality: Broadway is too expensive, a friend of a friend gives you his Netflix login.
Expectation: Surrounding yourself with new and fabulous people who wear horn-rimmed glasses and go to readings.
Reality: Staying friends with the first people you met when you moved here (or co-workers) because it turns out it doesn’t matter where you live, you hate new people… especially if they’re wearing some type of quirky eye wear.
Expectation: Major career successes.
Reality: Developing long, elaborate fantasies about winning the lottery or becoming a full-time student on the train ride to work.
Expectation: Getting to be really fashionable and test your limits, because in New York you can do…
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