“Would you rather live in a hole in the ground or in New York City?”
Answer: “What’s the difference….”
“Would you rather have diarrhea every day for a year or live in New York City for a week?”
Answer: “Have diarrhea every day.”
“I think New York City is overrated.”
So, it appears my children were not impressed with our trip into the Big Apple. Granted it was a rushed one and a half day experience. But I think my small-town, mid-western offspring are not going to grow up to be big city folk. My experience of NYC was more a sense of frustration to not have the time to absorb it, or to take a small parcel of it and explore. Plus both days we drove into the city from Long Island. This trip was more overview than experiential. Someday, maybe I’ll make it back and be more intentional.
I did hate Times Square, but for someone with sensory issues this is what it was like. People with normal stimulation intake might see it like the picture on the left. For people like me it looks more like the picture on the right. A crush of people, a hundred things competing for my attention, noise, etc.
Last week I had a day at work that was full of interruptions, phone calls, people coming into the office, a ping-pong match between tasks (you know where you bounce back and forth between things without getting anything finished), got home and fixed dinner, and put out small fires for the kids and pets and the rest. By bedtime I could literally feel every nerve ending in my body jangling. I desperately needed a dark, quiet room without any movement or sensory input. Anyway, that’s how an introverted, sensory sensitive person sees and deals with the world. I wonder how other people sense the world?
Over the next few posts I’ll be sharing snippets of our trip to New York.