Last week, when Twitter unveiled its new profile design, it dawned on me that I hadn’t posted here in nearly two months. As of yesterday, it has officially been two months, and while last week was the “wake-up call” – if I voluntarily share this URL with the entire internet, I should probably keep it current – I’ve honestly started and and abandoned at least ten drafts since I last posted.
Each time I tried to write something, I told myself the post was too detailed, too emotional, too this, too that. I didn’t want it to be a photo album of my summer in New York, and I didn’t want it to be twenty paragraphs on how much my life has changed since I last posted. So now, it’s this awkward “my blog is still here!” post. That’s what I get for being inconsistent.
Anyway, without being too photo-album-y and too emotional, I’ll make it a little of both and share a brief summary of what the last two months have held – if only so I can get past all that information and free myself to write with a fresh start.
When I last blogged, Ichiro had just become a Yankee. I remain traumatized.
- The biggest change over the past two months has been switching jobs. I could go on and on and on about how much I loved and learned from my experience as a Mets media relations intern (and in a later post, I might), but in mid-August, I accepted a temporary position with Sports Illustrated’s communications team. It was the right fit at the right time, and while it was difficult to say goodbye to an awesome group of co-workers and a press-box view for Mets games, I love where I’m at right now. I do a mix of traditional media relations work and social media promotion for the magazine and SI.com. (Shameless plug: Follow us here and here.)
- Another big move: My roommate and I signed a one-year lease on our apartment. It was probably the most real-life-adult thing I’ve ever done, and it feels great to be settled. It sounds cheesy, but in my mind, signing that lease meant I really made it in New York. Of course, not much about my current situation is guaranteed to last forever, but there was enough permanence about the move to make me feel like I accomplished a big part of my longtime goal to live and work in NYC.
- I’ve been a little homesick. (Disclaimer: This is the emotional section!) At first, I felt guilty for being homesick. I thought, I’m in the coolest city in the world! Even the worst day here should be better than the best day somewhere else. That’s a pretty stupid way to think, because sometimes it stinks to be relatively alone (compared to the big community I found in college) and away from all that had been familiar for the previous 21 years. I’m feeling more comfortable with New York life each day, but going through some tough bouts of homesickness shifted my perspective on several aspects of living and working in the city.
- In the past month, I’ve seen my sister quite a bit. She’s in her second year at the United States Military Academy at West Point, located 80 minutes up the Hudson River from NYC, so it’s been nice to visit her and have her come into the city, especially with the rest of our family so far away.
- What else? Oh, college football season started. The Ducks are 4-0 and #2 in the nation. Enough said.
There are countless other experiences I haven’t mentioned – amazing meals, great talks with old friends, making new friends, exploring the city – that aren’t necessarily landmarks, but moments composing an unforgettable time of transition in my life. I wish I had time to do them all justice with a few more sentences, but there’s too much happening right now to dwell on the past. That’s a big part of why I wanted to write this all down. The past is in the past, and I’m eager to move forward while writing about the people, places, ideas and obsessions I encounter along the way.