So I am sitting here, no plans on a Saturday night, just perusing Facebook while watching Arrested Development and drinking wine. Given Colbert’s recent/last episode, I have found a few articles about him and I ran across this.
Thank you, Mr. Colbert. Thank you.
Also: Ask a Grown Man by Rookie magazine with Seth Rogan, Paul Rudd, Jon Hamm, & BJ Novak.
“I want to be around people that do things. I don’t want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.” –AP
When I woke up at 9:30 a.m. a few Saturdays ago, I realized something. Continue reading
Had I known about this yesterday, it would have usurped the rest of the links: week made.
I’m in the middle of a 60+ hour week. Continue reading
Oh, and then Maryland bar results came out. The arrow is my seat number. Things will be alright:
When I got back from Seattle, I had a plan. I was going to embark on a 100 days of creativity type project, taking a photograph a day, while also writing my feelings in a journal and finding great quotes that would lift me up and beyond my current situation. I think I made about 5 photos, most taken from my friend’s balcony while I crashed at her place for a few weeks. Instead of my 100 days of creative distraction and growth, I mostly wallowed, watched 30 Rock on a loop, and showed up to parties to save face, but slipped out as early as possible.
However, time passed, I found my own place (more on that later), settled back into a routine, and gave into L’s gentle nudging back towards this blog. So thank you, readers, for your patience as well. Here’s your first glimpse into Bawldimore living.
There is a high chance this post will make no sense. But its long over due (and thank you, L, for the gentle promptings to write even though I blatantly ignored them).
I moved back to Baltimore and I have no idea what state my relationship is in.
Since being back, I have lived a month that has felt timeless, and not necessarily in the good way. I have learned small things (don’t buy a cordless drill at Target on sale; it will only work on cardboard walls and even then, it will probably tear out a chunk of the wall) and let go of big things (expectations of others). I have reinforced my beliefs on things (refusal to lower your standards and expectations for yourself) and evaluated my feelings on others (just what a relationship should entail). And, guys, I have cried way more than I care to admit.
But I have also laughed uproariously with old friends, played with a gleeful child that reminds me there are pure souls in the world, and felt truly loved by friends, family, and mentors. I am also reading voraciously, thinking as much as possible, and talking to as many individuals as I can.
And finally, after a timeless month, I am ready. “Today is the beginning of the rest of your life.” “When one door closes, another opens.” “You raze the old to raise the new.” and all the other cliches about living your life, making each day count. Insert them all here.
Now is the time.