6 months later...in NYC

So much for keeping this thing up to date. Although, as far as I know, Meena is the only person who reads this thing.

To sum things up...I graduated, and after a whirlwind of events, landed a job in New York City. I live in the beautiful town of Cobble Hill, just shy of Downtown Brooklyn. I work for a non-profit (surprise surprise) that offers free financial/legal coaching to low income residents across the city. In essence, the move has been exciting, frustrating, amazing, and exhausting. It's been 2 months, and I've just now semi-adjusted.

First, the job. It's wonderful, but emotionally and mentally challenging. Dealing with such a wide array of personalities has definitely allowed me to grow personally in a short span of time. The messy and often heartbreaking financial situations that I've encountered has certainly been a humbling experience, and I've been scrambling to accumulate a great deal of knowledge as fast as I can so I can be as useful as I can to my clients. My coaching experience helped immensely, and I have some great/funny/bizarre stories about the people I've worked with thus far.

The city life itself is still very new to me, as the first month was really just about moving in and balancing work. I'm just now giving myself time to really let the concept that I live here, and am not a visitor, sink in. This city has a lot to offer, but I have already learned that some of the stigma is true and it can be a very cold city to live in. But not always, and I've had some great weekends and some not so great weekends. I had a handful of some people I knew coming into nyc, although sporadically dispersed throughout the city and not familiar with each other. That's probably what I miss the most, not having a set group of people who all know one another and are friends with each other. But I've met a ton of new people, and am enjoying exploring different places and people in different contexts. Feeds the multiple personality disorder in me.

If I learned one thing about myself thus far, it's that I am super sensitive. Things get me down really easily, but things pick me up easily as well. I am just a bag of emotions. A basket case? I do have a great set of families in NJ and beautiful nieces to keep me grounded though. So far, the move has been a net gain, and I am happy and proud that I've done what I've done, even though it's not much.

Obviously there is a whole lot more involved than what this post offered, but I'm tired. Details to come, hopefully.