Guys, do you Timehop? Iâ€™ve gone on and off the Timehop sauce, but over the past few months, AshleyÂ has texted me a number of gems, and, well, I had to sign back up. (If youâ€™re not familiar with Timehop, itâ€™s an app that connects to your social media accounts and sends you what you were doing on that day x years ago.)
Yesterday, it sent me notifications about friends whoâ€™d posted on my wall asking how my big move went.
For those of you who donâ€™t know, I went to school at American University in D.C. and stayed there for three years after I graduated. Iâ€™d never been crazy about D.C., had always compared it to NYC, and it had always fallen short. My last six months or so in D.C., I was really unhappy and decided it was time to head off to NYC.Â
I packed up my stuff, sobbed hysterically for a good hour from memories and fear of leaving the familiar, and drove up to NJ with my mom and my sweet little Bailey.
Why yes, he does have a car harness, thank you for asking.
I had no idea what would await me but I was hopeful for the future.
There have been some amazing highs and some devastating lows over the past seven years in NYC, but the highs far outnumber the lows.
Iâ€™ve built a life Iâ€™m proud of and found some amazing people to include in it along the way.Â
This city will chew you up and spit you out if you let it, but I wonâ€™t let it.