For what it’s worth… it’s never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit. Start whenever you want. You can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you’ve never felt before. I hope you meet people who have a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start over again.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

I know, you probably haven’t had coffee since my last post. Maybe you decided to actually ‘Amazon Prime’ some Colombian coffee. (Trust me, I would marry Prime if it possessed a physical embodiment. Kinda like the woman who married the Eiffel Tower. Honestly, at this point I should just marry an inanimate object.) In any case, sit back and hold on to the underwear your grandmother bought you last Christmas.

So first of all, I commissioned as an officer in the Army Reserves. I remember having to think for a long time if I wanted to continue my military career. I’d be lying if I said that money wasn’t an incentive, because it was. But the trade-off would be my lack of sleep in training, and greater responsibility on the actual job. Was I emotionally and mentally ready for this?

At the end, I came to the realization that I wanted to help soldiers as much as I possibly could. Some join for patriotism, but many enlisted personnel join to better themselves financially or instill themselves with discipline. I can only hope that I’m able to help them grow and develop, and they can help me become a successful leader.

So I’ve moved from North Carolina to California, for a company that I really wanted to work for! Here’s how you know I’m a rational person: I told them I’d start in two weeks. I was prepared to haul everything I owned to California, AND find a place to stay. Thankfully, my mother is much smarter than me: she suggested that I ask to extend the start date by another week and leave North Carolina a little earlier to settle into a place.

I found a last minute room on AirBnB and settled into this quiet little city near my place of work. It’s cozy, and super relaxing with a few chill people living here (with one who likes having plants almost as much as me). Some would find a move like this daunting, filled with uncertainty. But I live for this type of shit.

I’ve started to realize that I enjoy doing this, the constant moving around. (Maybe I’m a masochist.) I like being out of my element and adjusting, learning new things along the way. Recall the Spain/Finland story where I was lost without power in a Spanish airport at 12 A.M or butt-naked in front of 20 Finnish dudes in a sauna.

This job greatly differs from anything that I’ve done before, or even anything that I’ve studied in-depth in school. I’m out of my element, but I’m quickly learning everything that I can to excel. And the company has a great reputation for being an excellent place to work.

People in California are interesting, maybe the West Coast as a whole. There’s a relaxed vibe here, a slower pace. (It may be cannabis. Probably, likely.) And I’m a sardonic asshole who tries to be friendly. I know that probably doesn’t help narrow down my personalities, but I swear I’m trying. (I need friends. Tell your California uncles and aunts to adopt me for their family gatherings, I’m hilarious.)

I grew up hearing police sirens throughout my childhood both in Elizabeth and Newark, N.J. I didn’t feel safe until I heard those sirens, knowing the police were out there. But it’s dead silent here in California, where I live/work. The entire East Coast roars with commerce and prestigious educational institutions. I grew up seeing models walking around N.Y.C. The same streets where millionaires would sit next to you in the subway, on their way to work.

It’s been a challenge settling in, and finding a balance. Hell, I still don’t really have a friend group to hang out with outside of work. I HAVEN’T WORKED OUT SINCE APRIL. (But I’m working on it, I think.)

I have to confess, I downloaded Tinder and another app. BUT, entirely to make friends! (Because I don’t think online messages and a few pictures give the entire scope of a person’s personality. And those annoying bios that EVERY person does to make themselves sound SUPER unique.)Anyways, it’s my first blog post after a hiatus. It’ll take a while before I’m back in rhythm. In the meantime, please enjoy another one of my stellar chosen videos.

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