Headed back to the city tomorrow. Mixed feelings. All I really want to do is go back to North Carolina, and I am hoping a job comes through. I can't see myself in NYC much longer - it is killing my spirit inside and out, and taking a toll on my body. I'm looking forward to classes - I have some awesome teachers, including Sheila Heti and Honor Moore. It's a full load, so it's gonna be nonstop. And then "fake" graduation and then thesis time and job time. good times. :)
And you know, people can say what they want, but I have had two years to do what I love - read and write - with the added bonus of a hefty fellowship covering much of tuition. I have talked with some of the brightest and most interesting people to me, and I wouldn't trade that for the world. Yes, the MPH was practical.....but this, the MFA....this was my heart. And it has filled me with such joy, that even during frustrating or angering times, I am always glad I took this chance. Even when the thought of the new student loan payments hits me, I try to achieve a Zen state and think everything will work out. Karma, you know?
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