On Turning Thirty: “Here’s Looking At You, Kid.”
Thirty used to seem old and distant. I thought life would be robotic and the best of your adventures were years behind you. Little did I know! Now that I’m turning thirty, I feel like I just started living or at least that I’ve just learned to live properly. Turning thirty is the time when you take all the lessons you’ve learned and apply them to life. By thirty you’ve figured out who you are and you’ve learned to live with it. I turn thirty on Sunday. It does feel strange to know that I’m tipping my hat to my twenties. My god, had I known then what I know…
A Trip Into The Infinite Abyss: On Letting Go
The moon was full and still hanging over the city when I disappeared into the night. I felt the lights, the noise, and the skyscrapers moving further away from me; or perhaps, I was leaving them. I’d listened to the same song on repeat nearly 10 times, which is a pretty proud feat for 4 AM. For the first time, in a very long time, it felt like I was leaving nothing. I had nothing left to run from. I was just leaving, disappearing into the night. And I desperately needed to go. I love the city, it’s my home, it owns my heart, but sometimes you need to vanish…
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It’s often said that “You can’t go home again,” once you leave, it’s no longer the same. I’ve never found this to be true. For me, returning home is always the same – a glimpse of the past. Despite everything and everyone changing, it always feels like no time’s passed. I spent a lot of my youth and young adult life despising the place I grew up. From the time I moved there, I couldn’t wait to leave. But now, having been gone for nearly a decade, I’m able to see the beauty of the place I call home. My recent trip home was a special kind of oddity. My trip landed…
