Chattanooga to Nashville. The first move of my adult life. No, I did not graduate college. No, I am not here for a job. I need to sort out my trajectory. I’m giving myself a fresh shot at that by getting rid of my very familiar surroundings.
Thankfully, I have a wonderful community base here who are avidly supporting me as I zero in on a tangible direction for myself.
For the summer, I will be in New York with my mother, with whom I have spent no longer than a handful-of-meals-worth of time in the past four years. I am very excited!
While there, I plan on working as much as possible, continuing to break back into regular writing and drawing, and checking out Cooper Union, a demanding arts school in NYC.
I am taking advantage of the fact that I am young, single, childless, and independent. I intend to use that while those things are still true.
GANBARIMASU! FIGHTING! IMMA GONNA WIN!
Come With Us - The Chemical Brothers
Brothers - The Black Keys
The 20/20 Experience - Justin Timberlake
Crane Wife - The Decemberists
Halcyon - Ellie Goulding
American III: Solitary Man - Johnny Cash
Santigold - Santigold
Discovery - Daft Punk
Post - bjork
'Come, O Spirit!': Anthology of Hymns - Bifrost Arts
In the midst of the many things that continue to crash down around me, I remember that time is linear and that we all travel at the same rate toward “the future.” Last spring, I was told by a thirty-something questing musician that the world looks brighter to her, knowing that my future is part of “the future.” The following day I was told that I am very brave, a warrior. I’m trying to live a healthy, balanced life. One where I am myself and happy. I just want to be. Discovering what that is, what that means, what that feels like, is a constant state of frenzy. Constant crashing.