Specifically, this will be a diary of my excursions and newfound knowledge throughout my daily life. From my summer in the sunny city of angels (Los Angeles) to my not-as-exciting-but-still-eventful life in Austin, Texas. To my trips to the Big Apple, Dirty South (aka ATL), the city of the 90's (aka Portland), and soon-to-be Chicago resident.
Thanks for joining me in my weird and funky adventures.
There are times in life when nothing seems to be going right. When you feel like all the things you enjoy in your life, and even the things you didn’t realize you enjoyed, are falling apart. When things start crumbling and you can’t stop the pieces from shattering no matter how tight of a grasp you try to gather on everything.
And then there are times in life where you feel uplifted in spirit by forces from every direction, directions you didn’t even realize exist. When you feel invincible, powerful in yourself and fully aware of the strengths you’ve developed throughout all your years of feeling anguish and ecstasy.
Times when you forget the bad even existed.
Live for these moments.
Be present in the moments that bring you joy, and bury the moments that brought you sorrow. Live your life for the good, and push away the bad as soon as they pass. Don’t drag the dark into the light that life generously bestows upon you.
Endure the bad to know that good is on its way.
Understand that life is a series of elated gifts with unfortunate moments sprinkled between.
Make the good moments meaningful.
Live for the good.
While I was cleaning out my storage from all the junk I’ve accumulated throughout 4 years of college, I came across some papers I wrote for my Senior Fellows symposium class over 9/11’s lasting cultural implications.
This is an excerpt from a response paper titled “Hope Springs from Dust”:
The sky was falling. Blackened ash dusted the streets of the once bustling and booming city of American dreams. Now the booms came from planes crashing into the twin towers, bursting into uncontrollable flames.
Well DAMN, I forgot that I could write like that! The body of the paper consisted of a quite comprehensive and compelling (if I do say so myself) summary of a Diane Sawyer ABC 20/20 Dateline special titled “Remembrance and Renewal” for a 9/11 10-year anniversary. This is how I concluded:
Despite the tragic events of that day, millions discovered a renewed sense of self and others. Doors closed, doors opened, and as the towers fell, America learned to rebuild its sense of unity and collectivity as a nation. As I saw it, the 10-year anniversary marked 10 years of recovery and renewal. After all the years of anger, sadness, and bitterness, America has finally found a way to heal its wounds.
If all else fails, I will try my hands at becoming a writer :)