<p>@truazn</p>
<p>last night i got 6 phone calls from friends out in San Francisco who were attending PrezBo and Bill Campbell’s talk and book signing out at the SFMoMA. they were all nostalgic, enjoying the moment, and above all thought i’d enjoy knowing how many of our generation were there to experience this event together far away from NYC. </p>
<p>the one thing i will add to your perspective is that while you are still a senior, the nostalgia is not quite as strong. as the year runs out, and more so when you finally leave morningside heights, it will rush back to you. the core will mean more than just a good heuristic, the sense of isolation that you thought was there will give way to memories of times in which you were stuck with friends in butler all night, parading at all hours through campus, doing things and experiencing life in ways your cloistered peers could never imagine. </p>
<p>as your friends at yale or elsewhere come to nyc to live and seek out your advice, your leg-up on the competition becomes more apparent, the vast network that you have at columbia, the ready-made system that you will find through ccya or seas young alums, through the columbia club and beyond will be instantly gratifying.</p>
<hr>
<p>monydad, i and others have often talked about the difficulty of being satisfied at columbia until you have proper distance from the experience. satisfaction is something that is hard in nyc not because your experience is not superlative, but the overarching sense that you want it to be even better.</p>
<p>there ought to be a tension between loving the moment and feeling like it could be better, and living in new york where things are fleeting, connections are made in the most serendipitous of ways, it is a place that reinforces a lack of satisfaction that can be confused with a poverty of experience.</p>
<p>it is only once you gain the necessary perspective that the silly things that were quotidian to you gain new significances. for me it was often when i visited one of my best friends at yale that i felt a gut wrenching pain of awkwardness. i always looked forward to getting back to morningside heights where everyone seemed to have a much more realistic and nuanced connection to the place and space, one that was changing, never fixed, that moved with the time.</p>
<p>in a sense it is the love of what makes new york special, is to love columbia. the sense that you are always moving and yet not at the same time. a duality that to those among us who tend to intellectualize even the most normal of </p>
<p>plus a final thought - i think living in nyc during your college years is one of the best decisions i could have ever made (and this coming from someone that originally wanted a smaller more isolated school, but fell for columbia when he visited). if you wanted high school part 2 (or for most boarding school part 2), sure, i get you have options out there that re-enact that kind of mentality. but once you have a real job and are working 100 hrs a week in nyc, you wont experience nyc and the big city the way you could’ve as an undergrad. venturing to a museum on a tuesday, sneaking into that industry party, interning while studying, eating on a budget, finding someone else to pick up the tab; these are experiences that you don’t get to do again, and i couldn’t imagine doing it anywhere else.</p>
<p>i don’t like the adage columbia isn’t for everyone. sure most of us are independent, but many of us didn’t enter columbia or move to nyc like that. i think more than most places, columbia certainly changes you. in subtle ways at times, in bigger ways. in good ways and to some in bad ways, but that is what makes life exciting. it becomes hard then to know who is right for columbia, in my mind it is someone who isn’t afraid to be changed - and that rubric fits a lot of people.</p>