I started my new job in the city a couple weeks ago. It’s so fast-paced and crazy here. People drive recklessly and kids run in the street without a care in the world. Most people you meet on the street can be kind of rude but sometimes you can chat with some friendly faces. This is what I imagine New York to be like, though I have never been. I heard that New York is fast and loud all the time and the people can be cold.
It can be expensive living but it’s worth it. You can definitely find high priced coffee shops and food joints on every corner here and sometimes live music on the weekends. I’ve always wanted to be here and see what it was like. What I didn’t expect was the traffic. I hate driving in the city but when you get to where you are headed, the journey doesn’t seem that bad looking back. I imagine that is how I should look at life. There is always something happening in my life, both good and bad, sometimes the bad outweighs the good, but I still try to have hope that my dreams are worth believing in.
A woman stopped inside the shop today and spoke with so much wisdom. I wanted to bare my soul to her because I felt like she would understand but I just listened quietly and savored her words for myself. She did tell me that I should go back to college if that is what I wanted to do. She told me that at 23, I’m still a baby, and for the first time, it felt okay to hear that.
I have been so consumed with worry that life is passing me by and that I’m not dedicating enough time to my craft and what if I run out of time or I’m deemed too old to be an actress or to take on a certain role; it’s in my bones to be in show business, I feel it with every part of me, I just have to find my way there. Maybe this will be my memoir of how I made my start and the crazy adventures that I have embarked on. I don’t know if I will end up going back to the school that I was accepted to or what is the clear move for me, but I’m gonna do what I can to make the best of what is happening now.
I wrote this last year when I started my first barista job at a coffee shop in uptown. I will always be grateful for the job because it helped me get to where I am today.
Until next time,
New blog post coming next Tuesday!
Xo,
Nina.
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