New York has plentiful daily plagues and irritations, some of which are lethal, but most are just nuisances. They have given New Yorkers a well-deserved rep for being neurotic. I Googled “neurotic New Yorker” (with the quotes) and came up with no less than 219,000 results.

Who wouldn’t be a psychosomatic bundle of stress with so many physical threats, especially those of the itty-bitty-hard-to-spot variety? A few short months back at home and I am already obsessive about hand sanitizer and the lurking presence of bed bugs.

My three years in Atlanta were clearly a sanitized bubble. I’m starting to understand why my mom (not a native New Yorker) used to wash all the clothes we wore on the subway train with disinfectant.