The city that never sleeps. For most people, New York City is incredibly appealing for this reason – there is always something to do. Growing up in New Jersey, I always wanted to spend my adult years in NYC because it was the complete opposite of the boredom of the suburbs. When I graduated college in 2012, I could not wait to move to NYC. Even though I told myself that choosing Columbia for graduate school choice was due to its proximity to my family, deep down I knew I just wanted to be part of the never ending hustle and bustle of the concrete jungle.
A few years into life in NYC – after months spent dodging requests to braid my hair, sidestepping rats and tumbleweave, contemplating quitting graduate school more times than I can count, building an online brand, and persevering through a long distance relationship – I began to like sleep. Like really enjoy sleep. I began to daydream about and lust after sleep. And for someone who wants to prioritize sleep, New York City is not the best place to live. In fact, it is the worst place to live.
Fumes coming from my smoking neighbor’s apartment permeated my space. Police and fire truck sirens constantly interrupted both my YouTube videos and my shut eye. I convinced myself on numerous occasions that sounds heard in the middle of the night were firecrackers. All that traveling I did? I was always eager to escape the city, hoping for some peace and quiet.
Maybe my change of mind about NYC is because I’m entering a new season in life. While my early twenties were all about finding myself and having fun, the latter half is about preparing for wifedom and motherhood. Rather than shop for what to wear to the club, I now spend ridiculous amounts of time on Pinterest looking at home organization hacks (also known as adulting).
Though I’ve only been in my new place in Jersey City for a week and a half, my mind, body, and spirit are already more at peace. I wake up each morning eager to see the sun shining through my windows. I’m able to breathe in deeply. When I want to see the New York City skyline, I just travel to Exchange Place or Hoboken Waterfront. Getting into the city is still easy, just a 40 minute commute (if timed right).
Most importantly, moving out of New York City has given me the ability to rest. A well rested mind and body translates to more productivity, so I may actually be able to finish my PhD. While wedding planning. And running a side business. All in all, moving out of New York saved my sanity.