Apologies for the lack of blog posts lately. You have to understand, Internet, that things still happen when I’m not at my computer. Perhaps even more so. “But wait, if I don’t tweet/blog/insta about it, do I even exist?!” Well funnily enough, I’ve inadvertently been doing a super scientific experiment by not posting everything I do to the interwebs, and I have successfully rejected my null hypothesis. So, yes, I do still exist, with 95% certainty! It really is a wonderful thing.
All bad jokes aside, I’ve been taking the past couple of weeks to enjoy slowing down. I had dinner with my aunt the other night, and we were talking about this stage of transition that a few of my cousins and I happen to find ourselves in. [There is a grammatically correct Jiminy Cricket chanting in my head “transition in which a few of my cousins and I happen to find ourselves” but I just can’t do it right now] She asked if I’m nervous about potentially starting in a new city and living on my own. I thought about it, and I had to say no. I feel just fine! I’ve never been one to shy away from responsibility or change. Heck, the first couple of weeks of college were some of the best in my life. I’ve held leadership positions in the majority of organizations with which I’ve been involved. I become my most efficient and focused self under pressure. So yeah, I feel ready for this. Bring it on, life!
That being said, it was been re-hee-heeally nice to slow down for a bit to just enjoy the place that I’m in and the relationships I have. Chapel Hill is a wonderful place. My friend Jackie wrote a great blog post about all the things we love about this place. (There are really a lot of things to love) I’ve loved exploring the nooks and crannies of Chapel Hill/Durham/Carrboro that I missed the past few years, and revisiting some of my favorites. It’s been nothing short of awesome getting to spend more time with my parents and friends.
This actually brings me to one of the bittersweet parts about post-grad life. I’ve heard it from so many people and read it on Thought Catalog so many times, but it truly is a lot harder to keep up with friends after graduation. It takes effort. That’s the bitter part. It’s almost too easy to let those ties fade into the past. But the sweet part is, the ones you hold onto become that much stronger because of the effort you’re putting into them.
I have just under two weeks left of classes and then I’m done for real. It’s serious this time; May graduation was just a test run. Then I’m going to make a quick road trip to DC to visit my sister and friends, then a week at Camp Kesem, and then the great question mark part of my calendar begins.
Hey, I’m excited. This is the cool part!