Never Let Me GO

Chapter 1: My Home, New York

~Alyona~I’ve heard that people come to New York for two reasons: to follow their hearts or their dreams.The first time I ever traveled to New York was when I was in my mother’s womb like a peanut.My parent’s short love story brought two kids into this world, including me.Their particular love didn’t last long. Predictably, for the former reason - because of another woman.But the allure of the city that never sleeps has never left my mom. After all, New York City is one of the most (maybe the most) iconic city in the world for a reason; the art and the history; the music and the architecture; the diversity; the noise; the never-ending lines of yellow checkered cabs punctuation every block.Growing up in New York, I believed life in the city was for masochists. In the summer, we complain about the heat. In the winter, the cold.At present, it’s a harsh winter. Keeping calm is vital when we are blasted with terrifying storms like the present arctic-polar-vortex-bomb-cyclone.While wa