Junkie said:
For that $3000, I can visit New York every weekend. Living there? Plain stupid.
It's not stupid, it's a life experience that you can't possibly understand until you've done it. I've lived in other large cities, but my three years in Manhattan were radically different. I remember just before I moved there, I told someone that I thought I could do it for two years and then it would be either the burbs or some other part of the country for me. I wish neither to repeat the experience nor erase it from my memory.
There are things I learned from living there -- about the world, about me -- that I don't think I'd have learned any other way. A native New Yorker, trying to prepare me, said life is just harder there. I would say that my first six months or so, I felt like a ball inside a pinball machine, driven not by my own power but by external forces while a sensory overload of dings, clangs, buzzes and flashes overwhelmed me. You can't quite get that from visiting, and at some point you must make your peace with the insanity around you or go insane yourself.
I've likened those years, too, to having a Hoover nozzle sucking bills out of my wallet continuously. The notion of spending $100 per week on cabs is probably preposterous to most people who haven't lived there.
Living there is plain stupid? No, it's not. Absurd maybe, but not stupid. Your logic is like saying why should I pay $50,000 per year to go to Harvard when I can pay $10,000 to go to small-town state college? Well, because not all of the experiences you pay for are contained in the textbooks, that's why. Along with that $3,000 monthly rent, you become a certified member of the world's largest asylum, and it is entirely up to you whether you want to become McMurphy, Billy or Chief Broom. It is a challenge, and the game is only as real as you let it be.