I moved to New York
- Aug 8, 2017
- 2 min read
It's funs to finally say it.
I resisted making it official for such a long time because there was so much doubt attached to this uncertain decision. I honestly couldn't bring myself to admit to it, to the point that I didn't believe it myself which lead to this rut of not knowing where I was going or what my purpose was.
I moved to New York June 27th 2017! To work as a graphic design intern, I didn't have a job offer and no idea who I was going to work for or where I was going to get my internship.... There is one sign that allows me to realise that I am 'not myself' and that is when I stop my photography, it is a passion of mine but when I am demotivated and lost I can't bring myself to do any.
It was in that moment of realising that I had to getup, be grateful and start looking at the opportunities that I have been given and worked tirelessly for month to achieve. A job should never defy a human being! It certainly helps but it doesn't make us any less important to the person standing beside us on the train coming home from a 9 hour day, just because we are not there yet doesn't make us any less important. I am not defending myself against someone close to me or someone that I met on the street I am defending myself against, myself!! We are our biggest critique and the sooner we understand that, the sooner we can get on with actually being productive and getting *shit done!
Plus once I get my job with a 40+hour week I'll give anything to have a morning free to go running, people watch in Central park, explore the upper west side, take the train to lower Manhattan, book a random trip to Colorado and hike with friends or spend hours reading in cute little book store. I'll count my blessings and appreciate the opportunities that I am given when I am given them.










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