It’s been exactly one month and two days since I moved to the big apple. I can’t believe it! It’s mine and the city’s one-month anniversary–and just in time for Valentine’s Day. I’ve been joking around with my girlfriends here that I was going to be anti-Valentine’s Day and wear black instead of red or pink to showcase my disdain. But last night as I was gazing into my closet looking for something black, I heard the rumble of the train and took a look at the New York skyline (something I do a lot when I’m at home) and realized that joking or not, I should celebrate all the love that’s in my life, including the love I have for this city.