13 minutes ago
I’ve never met more of a soul sucker than comparison. As a (almost) 26-year-old, about to head off to a three year graduate school program, from which I’ll graduate when I’m (almost) 30, heading into a tumultuous career path dead broke and most likely in a lot of debt from student loans, I can’t help but be daunted by my peers who, at 26 now, are already four or five years in at companies in which they might have lifelong careers. They’re getting married, buying their first house, and starting families, all of which feels so far out of reach for me at this moment in time.
In the past I’ve spent too much time wishing my life was like that, like I had everything figured out the year after I graduated undergrad, as if I had all my ducks in a row.
But, at the same time, I know that my path is meant to be a bit different. It’s been unconventional for sure, and has taken me in a roundabout route from South America to 500 miles across Spain, to a tiny Producer’s office in New York City commuting almost six hours a day, to a coffee shop in a classically small town, and introduced me to the ritzy lifestyle of fine jewelry. In a few months, I’ll embark on a challenge that will test my limits as a creative and as a person, pushing me so far outside my comfort zone by putting me in charge of making all the decisions (those of you who know me know it’s not my strong suit), but it’ll allow me to reflect on all the struggles and joys of the somewhat sporadic and random adventures I’ve had so far and center me around a core value I’ve had since I was about five years old - the desire to tell stories that mean something, about people who are inspiring and awesome (using the correct definition of that word, by the way). It’s going to be the most challenging thing I’ve done, I have no doubt about that, but oh, it’ll be so incredibly worth it, and for that I’m grateful of the free-spirited and wonky road I’m walking on.
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