“You take the good and the bad [...] and in the end, I have a feeling in the account books, it comes back even.” || John Mayer || Seems appropriate to post something vulnerable with broken glass. For the first time in the last 4 years, even after 7 cities and a helluva lot of adventures, I’m at a crossroads in my life. I know what I want to do, and I’m balancing waiting out opportunities with the reality of student loans, NYC rent, and life in general. I’m so extraordinarily grateful for everyone who sticks with me. To the bartenders who have become family, to the classmates who have become mentors, and to the friends who challenge me to realize that “good enough, isn’t.” Whether you’re here or there, thank you. For the first time, I feel a little lost - and I’m stressed out and uncomfortable and yet 100% ready to sit in the uncomfortableness.