Hi, y’all.
Remember when I started this blog? It was summer 2009, and I was almost 21. I was interning in New York, living in Alphabet City, and enjoying the summer before I started my senior year of college.
Well, I’m back in the city.
I’m now 23 with a full-time job and an apartment. I have two degrees. I live with a dude. A lot of stuff happened in the in-between: I gave up meat. I cut off all my hair, and then I regretted it. I gave up sleeping for a while and stopped wearing makeup on Sundays. I started studying women’s issues. I decided I wanted to be an editor. I met some amazing people after I made that decision. My best friend got married. Another best friend had a baby. I finished my undergraduate career, and then I finished my graduate career. I spent one summer in Columbia, where I worked hard for next to nothing and then played harder to make myself feel better. (That was the best summer of my life.) I spent another summer in St. Louis, where I actually did work for nothing. And then I moved to New York City.
So why am I blogging again? I don’t know. I have free time now, and I guess I’m bored and kinda self-centered. But looking back at my old posts, I realize I want to chronicle New York City in my own way again. Except this time, my writing will be clean, and I’ll follow Chicago style.
More TK.
