A Year in New York from Andrew Clancy on Vimeo.
Now, having spent the last year in New York, watching this was like emotional self- harm.
I have literally been in a constant state of depression for the last two months after returning to Ireland. The initial excitement of coming home quickly wore off. The anticipated catch- ups with friends occupied me for less than a week. Nothing much had changed in Cork- at all. And I realized that I had a much better relationship with my family when I was living 3,000 miles away!
So I did what any completely sane person would do- I spent an embarrassing amount of time watching movies set in Manhattan, flicking through my countless albums of pictures - basically trying to convince myself that I never left, in denial that I actually live in Ireland. I seemed to find NY anecdotes talking about the most unrelated topics, much to the annoyance of my friends and family who eventually became uninterested with my obsession.
After a couple weeks, I began to think I was in recovery. I came to the realization that I was a Fourth Year College in UCC, no longer living in Gramercy or Brooklyn Heights. I needed to get over it. I unsubscribed to my various NYC newsletters, Groupon accounts and emails. It took a while but I eventually did the inevitable and changed my current location on my Facebook and Twitter accounts from New York to Ireland.
However, once my mouse hovered over that play button, I was done. Looks like I’ve fallen off the wagon anyway.
Expect a few of nostalgic, New York- related posts as I hopelessly indulge my addiction.
