Assimilation

Am I becoming ‘one of them’  when I first moved to manhattan, I was appalled by the abrasive behavior, unnecessarily cold shoulders and completely odd-ball antics.  After decking my cat out in full matching harness and leash gear, and taking him for a walk in the patchy green ‘no dogs allowed’ territory alongside the Hudson River, I’m beginning to think I’m becoming one of them.  Perhaps I haven't completely embraced the "shove old women aside on subway" persona, but I may be getting scarily close to the "ride around on my 3 wheel in a pink leopard jumpsuit" one.