Concrete Jungle where dreams are made of

Two weeks ago, I was in New York City with a friend. It was my first time there, so I walked along the crowded streets with huge eyes and wonder. I was like a kid in a candy store.

I was completely taken and suddenly, I had an epiphany. I felt like Jay-Z's home boy. Made me want to raise my hands in a form of a diamond and drop lyrics about a city I love. I get it. Whatever it is. It hit me like a ton of bricks. We planned this trip on the fly and the next thing you know, we're staying in the city, riding the subway like pros, walking through Central Park, having Jr's famous cheesecake, bargaining on Canal street, devouring Serendipity's frozen hot chocolate and running across streets dodging cars. That last part? Sooo New Yorker.

The big apple took a big bite out of me and I'll never be the same. The energy...diversity...creativity...the life there seems unstoppable.

I fell so madly, deeply in love. With everything and everyone. With its inspiring, enchanting feeling and imagining myself walking the streets of NYC and owning them. I felt alive in that moment and realized Jay-Z is definitely on to something--one hand in the air for the big city. Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty. No place in the world that can compare...In New York, Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, there's nothing you can't do, now you're in New York, these streets will make you feel brand new, big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York, New York, New York...


There is no denying that there is something magical about New York!