Let’s be real for a second.
I have no clue what the hell I’m doing.
I’m a typical post-grad millenial with no experience. I’m just trying to get my momma out of stress and get my dream Prius. I didn’t get an internship in college (though I wish I did, hey you, reading this, get a fucking internship, it’s beyond helpful), I wasn’t in any clubs or orgs (except for sports, but get in moreeee, SPORTS ARE NOT EVERYTHING!!), and I half assed my last and final semester because that’s what college seniors do. I’ve made quite a few errors along this journey of life but I have my degree and man I’m so proud of that.
My lease is up at the end of this July and I’m at a bit of a crossroads. I’ve lived in San Antonio for two years and my family moved up there when I did back in 2012. San Marcos is dope but It’s such a college town and I have noooooooo desire to go back to school. Austin seems dope but that traffic is just trash.
I have decided to move to Houston, Texas. I’ve fallen in love with the city each time I’ve gone and New York City is just tooooo damn expensive rn. I’m not transferring with Lululemon or coaching in Houston (for the moment, though they are wonderful back up plans) but I want to do something that sets my soul on fire. I’ve been applying at several places but you know how all that goes. Though I have no job, YET, my spirit is so excited for the move. I feel that many people consider moving with no job and *leaving the wonderful life you live for no damn reason* is kinda crazy, but I feel like I have an opportunity to truly make this life something I’ve always dreamed of.
July 31st is the last day I’ll be in the San Marcos/Austin/San Antonio area.
So here’s to new beginnings but also to new and old friendships.
holllllaaa, holllaa if you want to get together sometime before the move. I truly feel like Houston will be a stepping stone, because teaching English overseas also sounds like a dope ass move, but with me, who really knows?
Catch me while ya can.