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Yesterday, was an eventful day of closing chapters and beginning new ones. It started off with a very quick but cute lunch with my RISD clan at a pizza joint in Midtown. It felt very Sex and the City. We wanted each other's company so bad, that even a mere 45 minutes of girl talk over pizza would do. Anything to escape the mundane lifestyle of the office and just to be amongst familiar people that I actually love has become a necessity for me. We all tried to catch up on our lives, July 4th plans, new business proposition, who is working where now, love interests etc. It disappoints me that we have to seriously plan a get together in our adult lives and it's not as easy as it once was just to stop by their room two floors above me and give a shout whenever I felt like it. I miss those days, but I'm also quite proud to feel that everyone is attempting to maintain a relationship even if we are growing in different directions and at different speeds.
Every few months I go through this feeling of stagnancy. I get bored, or I start to feel lost, or in need of that next whatever. These days I have a pretty cool job, I've been to some fancy places, met some fancy people, and I get paid to look good and be cute, but of course that aching feeling of "something missing" always comes back. At this point, I've just come to realize, that this is just me. I need continual growth and the sense of flowing along.
I'll always be searching for something. A new image, a new project, a soulful trip somewhere, a new hobby etc. But the thing is, I want to be a master at something as well. I just keep wondering is it possible to do both, be a jack of all trades and a master of at least one or two. Or am I continuing to bite off more than I can chew as usual.
Today, I was miserable. It was 103 degrees here in NYC, I felt ugly and disgusting with no AC really. The only thing that made it slightly bearable is my new very enthusiastic …
So....it's 1:30am on Thursday. For some horrible reason, this is the hour where I seem to get the most work done, if at all. I guess it's cause I finally have a moment to myself to detox and breathe without everyone being in my business, because everyone else is asleep.
So that's my opening statement....haha. I sound like a bitch. I think this blog thing will be very healthy for me. I haven't been writing as much as I used to, and I've started to lose sight of alot of things in my life. SCARY!
I just turned 25, and I'm feeling the pressure. I'm going to start back at square one with simple goals and get back my discipline. And blogging will be the perfect template to get my ideas together. Anyhoo, I'll see ya tomorrow.