Summer in a Nutshell

My life has been a whirlwind of adventures since May 18th when I was thrust into the real world, forced to examine everything I've learned since entering kindergarten back in September 1991. As all my friends have dispersed around the country since that fateful Sunday we all wore red and black and paraded in front of our friends and families, this seems like a good way to update the people I care about what's going on in my life.

I guess the two big events that occurred this summer was my move to San Francisco and triumphant return to Boston. In mid-June, I ventured down to West Palm Beach, FL to the home of Joseph Gregory in order to start our road trip across the country with the final destination of San Francisco, my soon-to-be home. While traveling for over a week, we ventured through 8 different states, stopping in Gainsville FL, New Orleans LA, Houston TX, Las Cruces NM, Tombstone AZ, and San Diego CA, before finding ourselves in Northern California.

We quickly settled into our lovely abode located in Berkeley, CA, and despite the overgrown "garden," the spiders, the dust everywhere, the overwhelming smell, the horrible landlords, the gunshots at night, and the lack of any nightlife or friends, it soon became our home. We spent the days to come exploring the Berkeley Campus, going to Starbucks, cleaning the apartment, and re-watching the OC, but for some reason, it didn't feel quite like the dream I had imagined. Since our sanity depended on it, we explored much of what the state offered. With trips to Fresno over 4th of July and Napa Valley and Los Angeles with my friend Eric, we kept ourselves distracted as we partied with Reality TV Stars, drank wine on the Vineyard and explored what the glorious city of San Francisco offers. I was fortunate enough to be visited by my "super-cool cousin and aussie boy toy" at the end of my stay, which always brings hilarity, insobriety, and stories of yesteryear (she is currently living in tomorrow). Yet the lack of jobs kept looming over heads and constantly added stress.

After more than a month without any career results, I made the tough decision to move home. While I never experienced this in college, I felt bad spending my parents' money without being able to help in all my financial burden. Because of that, I decided it was time to come back and live in Concord, MA. Since being back, I've reunited with friends, both from high school and college. I've also continued the painstaking process of the job search, but this time I've gotten further. And while I don't have a anything, I am hopeful for the near future, either living in Concord and working in Boston, or moving to New York City and starting a life there.

But as today wraps up, and the first day of classes at Boston University comes to an end, the reality of the situation sets in. After 17 years of classes, not including preschool, the cycle finally ends and a new chapter is starting.

Till next time.