i graduated 3 years ago today
3 years.
3 apartments. 3 boroughs.
3 new places.
3 jobs. 3 promotions.
3 boyfriends. 3 breakups.
3 wonderful people left this world. (BB,KA,JV)
3 wonderful people entered my life. (niece, brother-in-law, roommate)
I must have made 3,000 life plans that drove my parents crazy and had 3,000,000 dreams that made my friends laugh. I made new friends, said goodbye to a few old ones and mended some broken ties. I met truly influential and inspirational individuals, and had to deal with a lot of ass holes. I learned what a pension plan is, filed my own taxes, racked up some debt, and built up my resume. I worked a 9 to 5…I wore a pencil skirt. I helped some people, hurt some people, discovered things that I want but more things that I don’t. I built a whole garden. I killed a whole garden. I fell in love, broke some hearts, and had my heart shattered. I learned some things, taught some things, and discovered my real passion(s).
Couldn’t be more excited for the next 3 years.
