After much hemming and hawing, I'm finally kicking this thing off. I should have done it a long time ago really. I miss writing. I miss telling stories. I haven't worked at a newspaper for over a year now. But grad school starts in a couple of months and I'll be back to doing it all (Columbia Journalism School -- in case any of you are going to be up there too!).
They've warned us that it's going to be like two full-time jobs, which is both exhilarating and nerve racking given that my work load has been minimal at the publishing house I currently work for.
I'm sad to leave San Francisco so soon. It's only been six months and I've come to love this city. New York will be fun, but I am ready for some stability. I have moved between countries and cities seven times since I was 15. Granted, most of that was out of choice, but I often ask my self why I constantly run. OK, I should really start my first blog post on a way happier note. Next post is going to be about naked, happy, shiny people - I promise.
