For some reason, being in New York City always seems to put me on edge.
Maybe it's the crowded & dirty sidewalks, with people milling around or walking to their destinations or tourists/locals talking loudly to each other.
Or the heavy traffic & honking & often heard sirens of the police car/ambulance/firetruck.
Or the sight of the homeless drunk stumbling along or trying to stay warm under his pile of raggedy blankets & cardboard boxes.
Great place to visit. But I don't think I could ever live here comfortably. Give me the wide open spaces or suburbia anytime.