I feel safer in our corner of NYC than I’ve felt anywhere else in my whole life. So why does part of me feel compelled to leave?

Tonight, we had a couple of friends over for dinner. We debated whether we could pull off hosting a meal with 4.5 people in our 200-sq ft studio apartment. But considering the boy’s bedtime, our friends graciously offered to come over.
And miraculously, the place didn’t seem crowded. Cool Mum did a great job of cleaning, stacking things on top of each other, and just making stuff that usually resides on the floor disappear.
I was pleasantly surprised that we didn’t have to make our friends take turns coming in from the …