To live well in the city, any city, anywhere in the world, is not always possible. So far I have found myself in endless troubles and conundrums.Everyday I find myself overcoming obstacles and trying to live care-free. I must admit being care-free has far from happened whilst living in NYC. Daily I have to meet my needs, pay this, pay that, commute, run here, run there, find a boyfriend, talk to my mother. It has not been easy folks and on top of this, I have to deal with my demons and other peoples demons too.

Well, let me talk briefly about my demons for now, for that is really the juicy part of the story. Life was hard, but all my problems intensified when I started dating. The more I started dating, the more things started spiraling out of control.I had a streak of bad luck, I guess you can call it, with sociopaths, liars, married men and all sorts of other "unwanted elements" trying to get into my panties.

And then on top of this fiasco, things got even worse in 2015 when director Sam Taylor-Johnson released the Fifty Shades of Grey. That was the year, that for me, romance died. I became entangled in even worse scenarios with all sorts of folks coming my way expecting all sorts, after saying a simple hello. I was shocked. I felt mortified. It was really like Sex and the City, only I was neither rich nor famous and the men were not hot! It was like "Sleaze and the City." A true drama!

But, folks what could I do? I had to sit and take it like a champ, understanding that finding a man would be way harder than paying any bill. I was an independent woman after all, right? I had to deal with my vented frustration. I took up yoga, cycling, surfing and even obstacle training. I started tango classes. Things started to look better, it seems as if finally, life in the city, even though without a man, started to become more care-free and balanced for me.

It was good for a few months and then came something worse than 50 Shades of Grace. It was the pre-election mayhem, real hell...

Now, I decided to start a column for my well-being was totally shattered. I need to change the irreversible, I need to feel like my well-being is in my hands. And so I write, for you and for myself about improving our lives in the urban landscape. Call it the new Tarzan in the jungle. Stay tuned :)