As the year comes to a close, we all have a tendency to reflect on the twelve months past. Where did we start? Where did we end up? And are we where we thought we would be? The musical Rent asks the question, "How do you measure a year?" For me, it could be measured in the slices of New York pizza I've eaten or the less idyllic – the literal $20,000 I've spent on rent. For me, this year is all wrapped up in where it started: I want to tell you guys the story of how I moved to New York.
This is the story of how I saved as much money as could, maxed out my American Express with a security deposit for an apartment I never saw in person before signing a 6-month lease for it, quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to New York with $4,000 to my name and hoped I found what I was looking for.
For starters, a job.
By Kathryn Greene