I recently read my journal from when I was an intern in DC. It's hard to imagine that this was nearly five years ago. This entry made me think about a talk I heard this weekend on seeing the end from the beginning. I think there have been a few times in my life where this has happened.
May 26, 2001
I'm in New York City, its 9:00 PM and I'm sitting alone in our hotel room watching commencement speeches. I can’t believe the time I’m having. Everyone is at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, but I was extremely tired and wanted some time alone (very rare). It has been good, I figured out a lot today. I have a feeling of peacefulness and happiness right now. I think about my future and wonder about the things, places, and people that I’ll be with. I realized my faith today, the faith I have within myself. I will succeed; I will get what I want. I just have to figure out what that is.
This city gives me the chills. I love and hate it all at the same time. New York City is life, it is in your face. It’s Broadway, big business, capitalism, crime, violence, compassion, and vision. I need to get dressed and go out, I’m in NYC and it’s time to stop being introspective.
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