quotes

Life.

It’s hard sometimes, isn’t it? It’s hard for all of us…Life doesn’t care about justice. The world kicks your ass sometimes. But you work through it. You ask for help. You try again. And sometimes, you have to fight back. Sometimes, you have to fight your way in.

From the penultimate episode of the first season of “The Royals.”

Standard
quotes

People.

But eventually, I admitted to myself that I didn’t really want the White House beat. I wanted to write about people.

In the middle of reading The Real Thing: Lessons on Love and Life from a Wedding Reporter’s Notebook (which is fantastic and I highly recommend). The above sentiment pretty much nails everything that’s been on my mind for months.

Standard
life

Fiction.

I’ve been binging on the Lizzie Bennet Diaries (so behind on the times, I know), and it made me realize that I probably base many of my life decisions on works of fiction that I enjoyed/hope to emulate. This is likely not a good thing, but it is true nonetheless.

Also.

I just can’t.

Standard
2015

Three years.

Exactly three years ago today, I recalled where I was at various points in my life in three year intervals because I saw a How I Met Your Mother episode.

So here’s what I figure: why not continue this tradition every three years?

What I wrote in 2012: I’m an adult (more or less). At least, I’m not in school. I haven’t had a vacation since Christmas, but I’m planning trips home for my brother’s high school graduation and Conrad’s wedding. I’m working as a reporter in D.C., covering a topic that I wouldn’t have been able to tell you anything about six months ago. I quit my first job out of college. I’m living in the kind of apartment that 20-somethings live in: comfortable and a little shady. I have no idea where my life is going, but I’m OK with that.

2015: I’m supposedly an adult. I just got back to work after taking a week off for the following: Easter, Opening Day, the 150th anniversary of the end of the Civil War and the Society of News Design Workshop (it’s the first bit of time I’ve taken off since the first week of December). My next planned trip is at the end of September, which is so many months away. I’ve been at my current job for about six months (left the job I started in 2012 last September), and I’m learning a lot. I own a car now so I can drive from D.C. to said job in Virginia. I’m doing some freelance work. I live in an awesome apartment that has a sitcom-esque layout. I have absolutely no idea where my life is going. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I really want a dog.

Standard