The problem with re-entry...(Where the author is pleased to return home and discovers for the nth time the problems with home)...Part 1

January 26th, 2014, 12pm

The joy of sleeping in my own bed again. Six-months on the road is long. To shower in a bathroom where the shower is separate from the toilet holds unparalleled joy. A bathtub. Even if I don’t actually take a bath, it’s nice to know it’s an option. The sound of traffic from Broadway leaks through the windows welcoming me home.

Home. Hello. It’s been a long while. Did you miss me? Were you always this lovely in the afternoon sun?

On the second night, I woke up just before dawn and my first thought was, “This isn’t enough. NYC is not enough.” The unquenchable lust behind that thought scared me.

Over-scheduled is a common malaise us New Yorkers suffers. Before I left Hanoi, I made a list. A list numerating all the different aspects of the simple pared downed exile in Hanoi. What made it so successful and why I was so productive. I hope the bullet pointed list will help me translate what worked there, to here. There is no reason why I can’t do same in New York right? I am not a dandelion floating about. I am the captain of the ship…right? Like all good intentions, the wheel comes off the wagon all too soon. Twelve chapters a week are reduced to a dribble of maybe three, and three lousy ones at that. Having an evening alone is rare but saying no to friends and work contacts after a six-month absence seems both cruel and counter-productive to career goals. The seduction of New York City is the opportunity and access it provides; to maximize both, you must leave the house.

Suddenly, there is not enough time and I am running but barely keeping up. The days are spent in answering emails and the nights are filled with drinks and dinner. The frantic pace of the city seeps in, through the walls and the cracks in the window, “go go go” is the mantra and it is imbedded in the air and the water. What’s worst is succumbing to online dating in less than 2 days of returning home. Maybe because this is home and you come home to someone.

In the first two weeks, I went out on four first dates and wrote six anemic chapters.

You must know of the illusive trifecta that is part of New York City legend by now. Everyone is in search of a good job, good apartment and a good partner and finding all three in the city is nearly impossible. Having all three is illusive dream all us strive for and all those who live elsewhere believe we have —- they saw it on TV. The city makes you strive; she makes you want it all, now, and she assures you there is nothing wrong with what you desire. A fellow traveler once asked why do New Yorkers declare their citizenship with so much pride? Because the city is the most demanding mistress I’ve ever served, surviving her and thriving is not easy. It’s an honor to call her home, but I often feel like a battered wife needing to dial 911.

Nothing makes the sense of loneliness more acute than dating. Most dates are just okay; there are the occasional good ones and the OMG horrifying ones, but most of the time, most dates are just okay, nothing to write home about. Not every meal needs to be worthy of a Michelin Star but you should never have to compromise on the arms, lips and eyes of that someone. Never. Just okay dates with men who are not him kills your insides. A part of life that goes on unnoticed while you are on the road suddenly becomes a problem that needs to be solved; right now, the minute you are wheels down at JFK. A demanding mistress I tell you.

It’s not just the guy, the schedule or the pace of life here, these are symptoms to a much larger demon…that box of should(s) eagerly waiting for my return.

Part 2, Anywhere but here

Part 3, Undercover in NYC


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Charlie Grosso

Photographer - Writer. Adventure Traveller. Brand Consultant. Art Gallery Director. Possible Spy. Always on the road, living under an alias. Seeking co-conspirators. http://charliegrosso.com

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