If you live in NYC, you probably forget what nature is. The closest you get to wilderness in a New York apartment is rats scurrying through your kitchen/bedroom and roaches greeting you each morning as if they were your pets. Recently, my roommate brought home a cactus, and it jogged my memory as to what exactly is out there beyond the confines of Manhattan, which further inspired me to search for other ways to become one with nature amidst steel and concrete.
You could go ahead and put a tree right in the center of your room. Too bad I can’t even fit in my bedroom, let alone a tree. It’s a nice goal, though.
Pretend like your pre-war flooring is actually pre-civilization with a moss rug. It’s nature’s bathmat.
Who needs wallpaper when you can just throw caution to the wind and line your hallways and floors with creeping vines, greenery, and other pieces of forest (I forget all technical terms referring to nature – it’s part the transition to NYC life).
You can always just go down to Duane Reade and get some room spray. Air Wick is my fave because it’s especially nature-oriented. I mean, limited edition National Park scents? You can’t get much more rural and non-polluted than that.