Making friends in New York.. or trying to.

I think one of the things I need to work on here in NY is in making friends. I don't have a support group here at all, and all my friends are either back in Los Angeles or online. New York is such an eventful place, but I don't have anyone to explore the city with. I feel a lot more confident when I have people around that I can trust and laugh with. Making friends is not really easy for me though... Most of my friendships were born by natural chance rather than by a need to make one. When I say I'm looking for a friend now, it just feels way too needy to me. The answer to this would usually be to do what I normally do, to work on hobbies, explore the city, and attend events related to my interests. Eventually I'm bound to meet someone, right? I've been doing this for one and a half years now since I came to New York though, and I've yet to establish anything lasting. Maybe my interests are way too extensive? One minute I'm looking through Japanese manga and books in Kinokuniya, the next minute I'm listening to a live rock band in Central Park, after lunch I'm browsing through pets at a pet store and getting a cute overdose, and to end my day, I'm admiring a surrealist art gallery about things I don't understand. But no..nothing about this is different. This is an average New Yorker's day.

I guess I just haven't found anyone that I've clicked with. Or... maybe New York is just that kind of city. There are just too many things to do that people easily slip away to the newest thing. People don't stick around too long unless they have to (minus the lazy lounging at the park during break time). This city really is constantly moving, and I haven't just noticed it.. I realize that I'm a part of it myself. It's like a river, and there's nothing I can do but throw myself in and get swept away by the flow.

Truth be told though, when I go out, I'm not that lonely at all. I'm okay when I walk the streets of New York alone. It's only when I get back home and I realize that I have no one to share those experiences with that it hits me. Even when I try to share my experiences with my friends back in LA, I can tell they're not interested because it doesn't have anything to do with them.

My life still feels like it's back in Los Angeles, even though my home is here in New York.