Monthly Archives: November 2012

The Down Swing

It’s been sometime. How are you internet people?

As you may have read previously, I’ve spent the past several months pondering my future: with graduation looming and the next phase of graduate school soon to begin, I can’t help but spent my nights musing what tomorrow and next year will hold.

I find myself at a crossroads different from that of most of my peers. By this time, most my colleagues are attached to some significant other. Their future plans are complicated by having to plan for two. While I allow my dreams to run wild, they are forced to face a reality of relationships and finances. My options are seemingly limitless, a bragging point among my friends. But what I never say is that a small piece of me wishes I was like them: planning a life for two.

It’s true: I have a wide open door to the future that many others cannot afford at this time, and for this opportunity, I’m deeply grateful. Where excitement exists, it’s shadowed by fear.

I have a wide open door to the world, but I will walk that path alone.

I can go anywhere, but, for now, I will go there alone.

My thoughts on the future swing back and forth between elation and depression. Friends, forgive me this: today I’m terrified. But some day soon, this will change to excitement and back again.

It’s exhausting, but that’s just how things are, and I’m okay with that.

And lyrics:

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November 6-7, 2012

I realize the sensitivity of this topic; therefore, I leave no commentary. Simply this:

“I believe we can seize this future because we are not as divided as our politics suggest. We are not as cynical as the pundits believe. We are greater than the sum of our individual ambitions. And we remain more than a collection of red states and blue states. We are, and forever will be, the United States of America. And together, with your help, and God’s grace, we will continue our journey forward. And remind the world just why it is that we live in the greatest nation on earth.”

-Barack Obama, November 7, 2012

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On Growing Up

As I draw near graduation, I have been increasingly confronted with questions concerning the future. About now is the time many of my friends are proposing to and marrying one other and preparing for a life of adulthood and such.

Now is a crucible in our lives: who are we, what are we doing, and where are we going with our lives?

Now is the moment, so we’re told, we ditch our “childish” dreams and accept the “reality” of adult life. Many of us will graduate, find a job, a wife, 2.5 kids, and a nice home. And for some, that’s a dream come true.

But I’m not one of those people. I have every intention to follow these youthful dreams and accomplish as many as I have time in this life. This is seen as immature, foolish, or naive within our society, but I disagree. For me, that is living.

I want to write. I want to travel the world. I want to make a difference in society through my career. I want a simple apartment, and a constant supply of coffee. And I see no reason why these and more cannot happen.

Graduation and the unknown that lies beyond that day often terrifies me. But then again, I think I prefer it that way.  Without some level of uncertainty, life is nothing more than comfortable stagnation.

And I think this song conveys that well:

“Oh when no ones yet explained to me exactly what’s so great
About slaving 50 years away on something that you hate,
About meekly shuffling down the path of mediocrity
Well if that’s your road then take it but it’s not the road for me”

And lyrics:

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For those interested in the aftermath of Sandy, this blog provides an intense, and insightful view from an individual living in New York. This post, especially, struck me.

My Life in New York


I’m still very much freaked out by the pictures I see coming into our newsroom and on the Internet of the devastation Sandy has left in its wake and I am thanking God for sparing me. It’s hard to remain “stoic” during all of this when it’s in your own back yard.

I didn’t sleep so well again last night. Went to bed with a splitting headache. I think I worked with a clenched jaw most of the day and night.

My coworkers are getting tired. The party-like atmosphere at work is rapidly changing as fatigue is setting in. Many have suffered damage to their property and have issues with transportation and child care. Our crews are stretched to the max, working very long hours. Those of us inside the Broadcast Center are being treated well, we have hot meals and the camaraderie of each other. The crews out…

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October 29, 2012

On the twenty-ninth of October, the largest Atlantic storm in recorded history made its final landfall along the New England coast. In the days prior this hurricane superstorm, named Sandy, had already battered its way through the Caribbean  causing damage and loss of life there. The city of New York and much of the New Jersey coast line are still reeling from the winds and flooding. They have begun the long journey to rebuilding, repairing, and returning to some level of normal.

I am a strong proponent of social media; while I recognize there are some negative side effects from the rise of social media, I believe in the power of social media. On October 29, I spent the day on Twitter reading live updates of the hurricane as it swept through the New England area. During this, I took the time to save a series of pictures depicting the before, during and after.

Therefore, this is my small memorial to those who lost their lives and property to the devastation of Hurricane Sandy:

Note: These are posted in order I found them. Therefore, they’re not necessarily in chronological order. Some photos are not in a format that will appear with the embedded tweet. Some I included manually, others just follow the picture link.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these pictures. All pictures are preceded by  a corresponding tweet giving credit to the owner of these images. (The last photo is my favorite)


In conclusion: Hope shines through tragedy. Our darkest disasters bring out our greatest moments.

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