On bridges

At this point, I kinda feel like I'm on this metaphorical bridge, linking two significant parts of my life together. It's a weird feeling, being suspended this way.

I miss college a lot, not as much as I thought I would, but still a good amount- I miss my friends, my brother, Los Angeles, the spirit (and Bella Pita). Looking back, it really did fly by; I can still remember my first day on campus- it remains so vivid. It's so crazy that it's over. Then on the other side, a corporate job, sitting there waiting for me. It's gonna be a grind, but it's still a ways away, and I'm up for it.

It's just that things are pretty different now, but I guess that was to be expected, especially during this "in-between time". I've traveled more in the past four months than I have in the past four years (and I'll be in Santa Cruz and Santa Barbara in May!). In the past five weeks, I've read two books for leisure (and enjoyed them!), learned to play a new song on the piano, worked out on a fairly consistent basis, and worked a lunch rush in a food truck. Who would have thought? Kind of an eclectic array of things keeping me busy lol.

It's a pretty huge bridge, and it's such an unknown feeling, floating like this for so long. I'm trying to figure out if I like hanging out here in the middle, or if I'd rather sprint towards the other end. I guess I don't have much of a choice, but then again, maybe that's a good thing.