Is there life after college?

Billabong held it’s 5th annual Design For Humanity on the NY Street Backlot of Paramount Studios, now otherwise referred to as the Surfer/ Surfer lovers carnival for big kids.

As the girl in the Toyota in front of me cuts me off at the 5th street exit, I momentarily consider releasing all of the the expletives I am thinking. And then I imagine walking into yoga and seeing her next to me on a pink flowered mat. Uhh…. Namaste to you too…

For anyone focused on creative endeavors (being a comedian, writer, musician, artist) being able to afford health insurance is a real concern.

Oh, sod it, I think, as I remove the thirteenth dress from its hanger in one swift motion.  I’ve saved the best for last, but by now my confidence is minimal, and I …

I think a fair amount of what I’ve read about Millennials is smart. I agree that we are a generation unlike all those before.

It’s so easy to feel alone in the belief that your own “You are Here” sign is an unattainable distance from that “You Want to be Here” sign glowing in the distance. Lately, I haven’t even been able to see that neon spark. Nonetheless, I still find myself believing for that miracle.

I have to ask myself- is it an issue of standards, or if it just whether the glass is half empty or half full. I hope it’s not standards- because frankly, I’ve been able to keep them high this long and I hate the idea of backing down now. As for the glass- as of late- I’m guilty of not only seeing mine as half empty, but being aware of the crack down the side and the hole at the bottom where drops sometimes slip through.

One of the things I love about this blog is seeing other people ponder the same dilemmas as I’m having, as a twentysomething confused about their life direction. It’s comforting to know you aren’t alone …