“Free yourself, live your dreams”
Moving. Well technically not for another 17 months (that happens to be when my lease is up). However, this is a big move. I am heading to the west coast– WAKE-UP, SAN FRANCISCO!!!!!! I work well under pressure, but I prefer to be prepared, so planning is in full circle. Unfortunately, I only know one person in the Bay area and they live all the way out in Concord– an area I’m sure I’ll never bless with my presence– so I will truly be thousands of miles away in a new city, all alone. It’s cool, I ain’t got no worries (yes, I’m abashed that I just referenced a Lil’Wayne line). I’m beyond excited about this move; new opportunities, memories, people and adventures await me!
Hating gentrification. This cross-country move calls for a lot of research. It’s only expected that during which, I run across a lot of articles about gentrification. Before reading many of these article, I had a standard idea of what gentrification was and actually was in support of it. After further review, though, I am completely against it. I am a huge fan of urban development and would love to be a media content manager for an urban development firm, BUT what is done after the development is what has my fists clinched. To move people into a neighborhood, you don’t have to move others out and that is exactly what’s happening. Minorities are being forced to move out of their longtime neighborhoods because after redevelopment, the homes are far from their financial reach. One article said it best, “commit to revitalization without displacement.”
Listening. I am still loving musical covers, especially acoustic versions. Tori Kelly’s cover of “Suit & Tie” is a gift from the Lord and Savior above. Saying I am obsessed, would be an understatement. Let’s also not neglect the fact that King Bey herself just blessed us with her latest track, “Bow Down.” LOVE IT! Yes, there has been a lot of controversy over this track, but it’s mostly from those who do not understand the King. Clearing the air– she is NOT subliminally speaking to other female artists. The track is meant for press members, critiques, etc. You know, the ones who acted as if her lip synching the National Anthem was a sin.
Staying healthy. Exercise just isn’t for me. It may be because I am naturally thin, so my mind believes you only workout if you’re trying to drop some pounds. Before anyone throws a bitch-fit, I am aware that’s not the only purpose for exercise, but that knowledge gets pushed to the back of my mind when it actually comes time to workout. So, I’m taking baby steps. This past weekend I stopped off at my local Vitamin Shoppe and picked up a bottle of vitamins. Now if we’re being totally honest, in the 4 days I’ve had them, I’ve only remembered to take them once. To be fare, a large part of that is due to the fact the last time I took vitamins was when I would pray the Flintstone character next to my cereal bowl wasn’t the purple dinosaur. Yeah, it’s been awhile. I’ll do better, though. I’m hoping that these vitamins not only give me a boost of energy, but help with my hormones– ’cause ain’t nobody got time for that (ugh, I just used another embarrassing reference).
Reading. Myself and two of my girlfriends have started a tiny book club. We’ve picked several books to read between now and the end of the year. We’re not following the traditional guidelines of having a book club, but it’s pretty much the same concept. Here is our list for the year:
- 20-Something, 20-Everyinything: A Quarter-life Woman’s Guide to Balance and Direction
- The Awakening
- Gone Girl
- The Unbearable Lightness of Being
- The Edible Woman
- What I know Now: Letters to My Younger Self
- Girls in White Dresses
Dreaming. For the past couple of weeks I’ve been having a beautiful nightmare. Talk about an oxymoron. I refer to it as such because in this dream I am receiving the love from someone of my past that I always wanted. They’re being the person I hoped they had the potential to be, and they’re being that person with me. It’s pure utopia. In this dream I wake up, only I’m still really dreaming, and realize that it’s all just a figment of my imagination. I then begin to cry the same way I had when my heart was initially broken. In reality, when I finally wake up from this two-part dream, I shoot up and find it hard to breathe and a thin line of sweat streaming between my A-cups. Being able to feel the love I once felt is beautiful, but going through heartbreak again is a complete nightmare.
Giving second chances. I’m not sure if I told you all, but Netflix and I were on a break. I was just fed-up with them never having what I wanted to watch. I was finding myself too frustrated, so I decided we needed space. That was until I was told about a show called Prison Break. Let me start by saying this was the best thing introduced to me since my mother gave me a taste of my first french fry. There are 4 seasons, which each have roughly 22 episodes. I finished the entire series in 3 1/2 weeks. The show is amazing! So amazing that I don’t regret not watching it when it was actually on television. By doing that I would have had to wait a week between each episode, which is comparable to being horsewhipped (though I’ve never been horsewhipped, I’m sure they’re equal). If you haven’t seen it, GO WATCH IT RIGHT NOW. If you’re like me, you’ll think it’s just about breaking out of prison, but it’s so much more than that. Plus, Wentworth Miller is [tries to figure out how to get the heart eyed emoji placed here].
Loving. I have fallen in love with learning like we’re meeting for the first time again. One of the greatest joys in life is coming across an unfamiliar word and having to look it up. I am a believer in life being the greatest educator and each day it’s proven to be true. I love waking up knowing that I’m going to learn something new. Then there’s times when I’ll say or know something that I didn’t know I knew, until that very moment when the words are leaving my mouth. I feel like Bradley Cooper in Limitless and someone slipped me a NZT-48.
Being a millennial worker. Without a doubt, I am a managing baby boomer’s worst nightmare: a millennial worker. Things like company culture, work-life blance, media engagement, work results, etc. are more important to me than how much I’ll be getting paid or how renowned a company is (explaining why I turned down a high-paying job that I knew would bore me). I enjoy offices with a modern feel and open workspace. I like working in teams and with a lot a younger, tech savvy coworkers. I don’t want to only work from home, but I like having the option. What time I come in and leave shouldn’t matter, as long as I get things done. We millennials (or at least the ones living up to the stereotype like myself) have caused a huge uproar in the workforce. My suggestion to our older superiors and counterparts, is to follow the lead of so many other companies and embrace the new work environment/experience. It’ll eventually be the only option.
Check out two other articles on millennial workers:
The Truth About Millennial Workers
7 Surprising Ways to Motivate Millennial Workers
Contributing. I have recently signed on to be a contributing writer for both Quarterlette and The DC Ladies. Be sure to check out their websites and articles from other contributing writers. They are both amazing sites and have great inspirational pieces for all women. I should have my first entries for each published some time in April, so be on the lookout (I’ll update you regardless).
Enough about me, what are you currently up to?