I learned from the best. My first job out of college was working for a local bank. I know that’s nothing exceptional, and to the outsider, I must have seemed like a regular person, someone just trying to get some real world experience for potential jobs down the road. In so many ways, I was […]Read more "Compartmentalize"
Family comes in many different forms. After signing my most recent lease, it’s led me to reflect on the year that’s been, even if it hasn’t been a full year. May is coming soon, sooner than we all think it will, and that was the last time my friend and I lived together. The last […]Read more "Mixed"
You’ve made the choice to stay, now what? No longer searching for your utopia, no longer trying to find a place that likely doesn’t exist, you’ve decided to stay in one place, at least for a bit. Get comfortable. Make wherever you are a place you’d like to inhabit. Make it your own, and add […]Read more "So Stay"
When you can’t change your location, sometimes you have to change your mind. One of my early posts was about my escapist fantasy. In this fantasy, I’d leave without telling anyone. I’d pack up all of my belongings, drive off into a romantic sunset, and find a new place to live. Sometimes, I pictured working […]Read more "Stay or Go"
“When I told people that we used to go driving at night, they didn’t understand it,” my former roommate told me. Back in high school, I didn’t party or indulge until late in the game. When I hung out with friends, we’d play basketball, watch movies, or just hang out and talk. Some nights, that […]Read more "Night Driving"
One summer, I lived in Costa Rica. It all started in the spring of 2014. I needed to fulfill a work requirement for grad school, and despite my best efforts, I hadn’t landed a domestic internship. I had applied to jobs in New York, DC, and maybe even Boston, but to no avail. As the […]Read more "The Hostel"
“What’s the best part about living alone?” —- During my freshman year of college, my roommate left every weekend. On Friday afternoons, his friends or parents picked him up, and he’d return late Sunday night. During the second half of the year, with no Friday classes to speak of, he would jet on Thursdays, leaving […]Read more "Facing Yourself"