How big is your kitchen in New York? I don’t know.
What exactly are you going to be doing at work? I don’t know.
Are you going to law school? I don’t know.
I’ve been saying, “I don’t know” a lot lately. And I’m good with that. The whole point of going to New York is to see where it takes me. I don’t want to go with expectations. I just want to roll with whatever is thrown my way. If my apartment is too expensive, I find a different place in March. If I hate the law program I enrolled in, I don’t finish it. If I can’t stand the cold and/or critters, I leave.
A conversation with my “Glass ¾ Full” friend cemented my decision to just go with it. She told me about her experiences in California when she didn’t have to worry about supporting herself. She could take internships and take advantage of opportunities offered to her just because she let herself do whatever. She even contributed to an Emmy-winning film! Amazing. Inspiring.
I’m a journalist, content strategist, doting auntie, amateur bobsledder, fitness enthusiast, and wannabe health nut (who loves chocolate and pizza too much to fully commit). I don't want you to think my life is perfect. It's not.