Jul 02, 2013 20:09
It feels kind of sad to admit this at this late stage in my 20's, but I've learned something (or a few somethings) from my whirlwind year in New York. To realize what's really important to you, you have to unshackle yourself and live life without abandon. This seems like a no-brainer. Probably it is to most people.
For me, I had to overdose on the everything that is possible to realize that I don't want everything, and to realize, more to the point, what I actually get joy from.
Writing, for one. I've hardly done it since I've been here, and that gnawing desire has turned into a fever.
Friendship. Real friendship, people who will show up at the hospital at 3 in the morning if necessary. I have that now, and I didn't have that for so much of my time here.
Small moments of privacy, where I can play ABBA on vinyl and dance and scream. This is not what 28 year olds do. 28 year olds scream at dive bars with 20 of their friends. Being alone...it takes time to realize that you need it now and again.
A healthy balance. When you gotta be lazy, you gotta be lazy. But if you're living in the greatest city in the world (and it really is, there's no doubt about that), you have to go out and live in it. Otherwise there's no point.
epiphanies,
life,
whatever