Category: New York City

a dream

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So I’m moving to New York City in 9 days. It has been, and continues to be quite the crazy process but this post isn’t about that in particular.

I’ve known that I was going to move this fall since the beginning of 2012. It was time to experience a new place and put my degree to use at a big theatre. I never really put a name or title on it. And as the decision to go to New York City came out, it stayed that way. It was always something I wanted to do but wasn’t sure that it would really happen.

At the end of the summer when the wheels really started to get turning on the moving process, a friend of mine started using the words “your dream” in terms of the move. It sounded a little strange to me at first. My dream. For some reason I had never used those words. The more often he said it, the more I realized that it was. Moving to New York City had always been a dream of mine. Living in the Big Apple, in a tiny apartment, riding subways, and doing theatre.

Most of the things that I’ve done throughout my life were fairly spur of the moment accomplishments. Things I had never really seen myself doing that, once they happened, I loved and never regretted. They weren’t things that I thought about doing for years. This is. I’ve always said that I wanted to live in NYC for 5 years or so. Now that’s about to happen.

I can’t help but feel that it’s all so surreal but not for the fact that I’m moving. I moved across the country for college without ever visiting Florida. Moving itself is not surreal. Fulfilling a life long dream is surreal.

So I’m glad that I have a friend who, even though he didn’t know it, helped me recognize my dream. And I can’t wait to start this crazy adventure that’s ahead of me. It’s frightening and exciting all at the same time and no matter how it goes, in the end, I’ll have a really great story to tell.

In a New York state of mind

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The decision has been made. Come mid-November I will be making the move to the mecca of theatre, New York City!! It just feels right at this point in my life. I’m only 25, not married, and willing to work my ass off and live on ramen noodles. What more of a sign does a gal need?! While I had been leaning  towards this decision for a while it wasn’t a definite thing until my best friend said she was coming along too. Even though I have a ton of friends there at the moment it just feels better knowing that I’m not going alone.
Is it still a little scary? Oh heck yes. But I’m really excited for the challenge. I’ve never even visited there so I don’t have a clue if I’m even going to like it or not, though everyone tells me I will. My mom is slowly coming to terms with the idea but I think she acts more okay than she really is to show her support. The rest of my family is doing the same. I think they’ve come to realize that I’m going to do what I have to do regardless, and this is something that I really feel that I need to do.
I don’t want to wake up one morning, be 45, and realize that I never even gave it a shot. The way I see it, even if I’m over the whole thing in a week, I can at least say that I tried. I took the leap. And what a leap it will be.
The idea of the high rent and general cost of living on top of my school loans is the thing that gives me the most anxiety. I’m so nervous that I’ll get there and even 2 jobs won’t be enough to keep my afloat. The last thing I want to do is fall back into debt and have to move back home to dig myself out. It was humiliating and disappointing enough 2 years ago.
So that’s that! It’s official! And I couldn’t be more thrilled. The closer I get to November and the more I say it out loud the more tangible it seems. I’m really doing this. Come hell or high water (NOT an Isaac reference) and I think I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.