So, I did it. I graduated college and have been kicked out of the Durham nest -- with wings barely fluttering off the ground. Although a part of my heart will be left in Portsmouth, all of my energy is calling me to the city...New York City, that is. In August, I am going to live my life with various friends and family in NYC. I don’t have a job (yet) just a vision and a plan to explore the city and find my place.
People often ask me, “why NYC? It is so expensive, it will eat you alive, blah - blah.” And I hear the concerns loud and clear, I have similar worries but It hasn’t stopped me. I feel that unless you are one who also feels the pull, it is hard to understand why a person would dive into the primary consumer section of the food chain pyramid. I started in Durham very lost, and within the pursuit of small town journalism, I feel that I have completely outgrown my home. Things have changed, people have moved...I have changed and it is time for me to move.
Now, what makes me so intrigued by New York is its ability to fit a person forever. It has so much to offer, that a person could change a million times and always find a place...Or so I create this vision in my head. To be honest, and it is not much of a secret, I don’t know the first thing about the City. I imagine the feeling of knowing it is euphoric.
My goal is to document almost every breathing moment of my findings and explorations. Some moments will be just for me, I can’t give all of my secrets away…
T-minus 20 days. Try to keep up!