Metro Diary Reminds Us Why We Fight The Urge To Say ‘Goodbye To All That’

Worth it (Getty)

Worth it (Getty)

New York is basically unbearable right now.

It’s so unpleasantly, intensely cold that we keep coming up with new terms to describe the fact that it is cold. It’s going to snow again this week. And it will probably snow again every week ever because really, there is just no end in sight. And ice pellets!

Does the sun even exist still? We saw a ray of light in an Instagram picture, but that’s really the only evidence that there it’s still out there. And it looked cold and distant, anyway. Our boots are salt stained and our purse doesn’t even fit over our duffel coat. Our rent probably went up in the past ten minutes, the subway is crowded and there is a new $12 juice place on that corner where that dive bar used to be. 

So why are we still here, enduring the endless of winters? Sure, walking down Broadway instead of, say, getting in a car to go to the mall is nice (that’s what people do in other places, right?). But is living in New York worth these trials and tribulations that are daily life? Is any thing worth this

Just when we decided we couldn’t take it any more, when we began to think  about blocking the Facebook feed of all those people we know who got a job in Los Angeles and magically managed to escape this City, The New York Times’ Metropolitan Diary, that twee write-in column that mostly reports on the things people say on the Crosstown bus, reminds us why we put up with any of this:

“At the ripe age of 19, I’d learned the rules of this city: Never talk badly about it, always walk on the right side of the sidewalk, and keep five dollars in your back pocket for a rainy day,” 19 year-old Sara Remi Fields wrote. “But, as I just found out, there is an unspoken rule about this city that no one tells the younger generation: If you leave the city, it will forget you.”

We would like to thank the wise-beyond-her-years Ms. Remi Fields for reminding us why we stick around. Because otherwise, we will be forgotten, New Yorkers no more. We stay because we don’t want to be forgotten, which is maybe not the best reason but a compelling one nonetheless. 

And its enough to keep us going through many a polar vortex. Right?