That Dusty Lavender Diary
Updated: Jun 21, 2019
Over the last 22 years of my life the most pressing topic of conversation amongst my peers and superiors is one's transition into "adult" life, most pointedly that post collegiate journey we all seem to dread. And while my specific situation is exactly that, moving on after receiving my degree, I find that everyone seems to catch themselves in these daunting times of change, college educated or not. Whether it is a new job, moving to a new city, healing from tragic loss, or navigating the addition of another person into your life; this is certainly one of many, many pivotal moments. However, unlike any of these previous transition periods I have never been without the comforting structure of due dates, deadlines, and daunting school projects, finals, and capstone works. And while I came to find comfort in the constant fear of Sunday afternoon I am now entering a new stage of re-invention, exploration, and adventure that I cannot wait to share with you.
To be honest, against my inherent nature and, somehow in the same breath, keeping right in time with my personality, this blog really has no plan, structure, or overarching theme. Instead, it is an active and very public journal of my weekly abstractions, findings, and discoveries as a I navigate the “adult” world. But unlike that dusty lavender spiral diary hidden under my childhood mattress, this journal is a dialogue. Fashioned to be an open ended conversation with the world, I invite you to share your thoughts, ideas, and advice.
To my peers, I hope this is a method in which we can continue to share (and sometimes argue) as we did time and time again both within the walls of our beloved third floor of Old Main and sometimes the neighborhood bar sipping a dangerously mixed Long Island. Maybe in my journey I can unmask the mystery of post graduate success and the even bigger mystery of post graduate success with a dance degree.
To my family, I hope you can follow along, stay tuned in, and let the wild wild west format of the internet act as a pseudo family reunion, sharing our daily musings like we are gathered around a virtual version of our childhood kitchen counter.
To my friends (new and old), join me both cybernetically and physically... join me as I share and , in turn, help me create work to share.
To everyone else and all of the above, may this account serve as a guide, a laugh, and maybe a “how to” or “how not to” for your own lives.
If anything, let me speak loudly on the internet, goddamnit I am a millennial and that’s what I want to do.