Tonight, we had dinner with our couple friend we just met late last year during my friend’s nonprofit food tour. In a week, they are moving to Switzerland for six months for one of their job’s rotations. They are both very outgoing and extroverted, and every single lunch and dinner for their last two weeks in New York City would be spent with some combination of friends, colleagues, and former colleagues. They were both excited about it when telling us, but the whole time I listened to them, I imagined myself feeling completely exhausted.

It made me think about what our last two weeks in New York will be like when we leave eventually. We don’t even have friends that could fill up a week’s worth of meals in this city, let alone two weeks. A lot of the “friends” we made were just people we spent time with at work, and once we left work (or the company altogether), they were out of our lives. I’m sure that when we leave, the last few weeks would be loaded with doing a lot of the touristy things we never got around to doing, loading up on all the theater we will be leaving behind, eating at restaurants we hadn’t yet tried but always wanted to, and perhaps the occasional meal with a friend who would be staying here. But I really think it would be far less people focused and far more New York City — I will miss you — focused.