I’ve been accepted to two really academically esteemed education programs. But, I don’t think I’m done with Texas. Saying no to NYU and UW is going to be really, really difficult (these schools are both ranked alongside Harvard/ other Ivy Leagues for education) but it’s not what I want right now. It makes sense logistically, but my life doesn't work in logic. I already picked up and moved once, and I am not ready to do it again in 5 months.
I don’t know why it took a horrible cover of Loverboy and a sassy sequin skirt, surrounded by men in suits to realize this, but I am glad I did.
Moving 2,300 miles to a city I had never visited, to a roommate I had never met, where I had no friends or family, to a job I interviewed over the phone, with only $1,000 in savings and all my possessions packed in my car was a huge risk. There was a lot that could of gone awry, but nothing has gone wrong. It has worked out almost flawlessly, minus a few bumps along the way.
Now, it’s hard for me to imagine my life before I honed my independence 6 months ago. Everything I had seems so far away and so distant, it feels like it was lived by another person. It’s oddly comforting. This creates a deep nostalgia for people I once loved, my friends I saw on a regular basis and places that carried comfort. I miss all of these things, but I don't want these things I had any longer.
Life is wonderful, and especially, when I contrast it with what it was a year ago. So here's an internet gem that conveys my mood- (and also confirms that Lykke Li is a bit nuts!)
On a random sidenote, I have an amazing internship which allows me to spend time editing poetry and talking to poets, which has always kind of (really, truly) been a dream of mine. Working, interning and living is keeping me pretty busy. But-
Living the dream? Pretty.Damn.Good.
1 comment:
Well good, that gives me more time to come visit you down there then :D
And congrats on getting into those schools even if you're not going to them. Damn!
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