I've been talking about coming to Aspen to intern at The Aspen Times for almost a year now. Last fall maybe early winter I heard about this great internship and knew this was the one for me. Without hesitation or taking a second thought I demanded this internship is the one I wanted and no other one would live up to the sounds of this one. And with that, I did not look at any of my other options or second guess my choice.
Now, after all my talk and dreams I am finally here. I am 999 miles from home and there is no going back. I am officially locked into this.
The comforting scent of burnt coffee and warm vanilla surround me in this new space that I will be calling home for the next 12 weeks. My clothes are hung up in the closet and folded neatly on the shelves, my shampoo and conditioner sit in the shower, my makeup on the counter and medicines in the medicine cabinet. I have groceries in the fridge and in the cupboards. Plants sit on my counter and my TV console. A day ago this apartment was abandoned and a bit scary. Today this apartment is mine. It is my new home.
My mom has left leaving me to live the dream I have talked about for so long now. It's no longer just talk or dreams. This is real. I am alone in this foreign city where I know no one. This is the time where I become an adult and this is my time to discover who I really am.
Tomorrow begins my journey and for tonight I take a deep breath and remind myself everything will be okay.
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