Hi everyone! This is my first official blog post. Like I mentioned in my “About” and “Who Am I” sections, this blog will be a little bit all over the place. I am a writer and figure this is not only a fun hobby and good way to express myself, but also something that will sharpen my skills. I don’t believe in masking emotions, after all that is what makes us human. So I am going to be real.
I named this blog “A New Leaf” because I just got out of a long-term relationship. The one thing heartbreak is good for is creativity. I know I can’t be the only gal out there that suddenly takes up painting, writing, music, what-have-you when hurt. So you take pain and you turn it into humor or something creative. This time, I opted for humor. Despite the hole in my chest, I found a way to make myself laugh. Let me paint the picture for you of a conversation I had with my dad over the phone.
Tears were falling down her cheeks as she moved feverishly through her room. Her roommate sat on the bed, silently packing everything she threw at her into a box. Dried mascara caked the girl’s cheeks. She was talking rapidly into the phone.
“I really wanted to live in Europe!” She said, tossing another object towards her roommate for disposing.
“I know, but you really need to focus on—” her father attempted, but he was cut off.
“I’m moving to Tuscany! Just like Under the Tuscan Sun!” She exclaimed.
“You can move to Tuscany after you get a job and start paying off–” cut off again.
“He wasn’t even that great! Who needs him? He was bald!” She attempted halfheartedly at anger. Another object was thrown onto the bed with a sneer on her face.
“Honey, I’m bald,” her father said with a laugh. For a moment, a vision of her dads white, shiny, bald head filled her head.
“Well you’re a good kind of bald… and you’re old!”
“Oh thanks!” He laughed.
“Want to know the worst part? I don’t even like cats that much!” She suddenly envisioned herself alone and elderly surrounded by a bunch of cats that made her itch with allergies. Shit.
Her mind swirled as she continued to pack away all her memories with him.
I was planning on moving to Europe in May. Luckily I applied to jobs in Atlanta just in case my plans didn’t see their course. Funny enough… So I am now re-directing my plans once again. At first, I wasn’t excited for my future. I didn’t want a job in Atlanta. I didn’t want to be around the same people. I wanted a new adventure. I wanted what I had been imagining in my head for months. Life doesn’t care what you want though. You consistently find yourself having to readjust.
Then I got excited again. I imagined myself paying off that monster of a student debt in a couple years. I imagined myself working my way up through a company or being able to travel for them. Ultimately, I would love to work for a Travel and Leisure Magazine. Get paid to travel and write about it? Are you kidding me? Sign me up! Who know’s where I will be in 4 months? That’s the beauty of it.
I have all of the freedom in the world again. I don’t have anything tying me down. Sure, I won’t be able to move to Europe as easily. That sucks. However, maybe I will get an amazing job. Maybe I will take up boxing classes like I always wanted. Maybe I will start spending more time doing charity work. I feel more myself, more free, then I have in months. That’s the beauty of it.
All college graduates or soon to be college graduates, this is my advice. You’ve got the world in your hands. You’re young and you’ve put in hard work to get where you are today. Take the risk, always. Apply to jobs outside of your comfort zone. Be free while you can. Life isn’t about making no mistakes. It’s about making mistakes, getting your heartbroken, having no clue where you are going and still waking up every morning with a fire inside of you.
Also, I’ve decided on doing something fun! A “Song of the Day.” I won’t post one every day, but when I blog I will try to do one. Today, my song of the day is……
“Island in the Sun” by Weezer!
You can’t not smile when you hear this. Today in Georgia, the weather is particularly shitty. Despite the rain and tornado watches, I’m grooving. Let’s all pretend we are on an island in the sun, which reminds me that I need to go work out!