my new life
I'm nearly two weeks into my new job -- my actual, monies-paying, not-a-summer-camp job. The stress of packing up my shit, driving cross-country through sweltering southern states, the welcome respite at my parents' new home in Pinehurst, the ensuing madness of driving to Brooklyn and moving in to my cruddy apartment, the wonder of exploring a new city (and not just any city), and the combined set of emotions related to starting a new job -- all of these are overshadowed by the fact that I did these things alone. At some point I need to catalogue the past 3 weeks, but that time will need to come a little later. I need to eat my leftover pad thai and then go back to the laundromat to pick up my clothes.