Sorry, I have writer's block
It has been a cool minute since my last blog post. The last couple of weeks have been absolutely crazy with the whole "graduating college thing," and I've found myself in a perpetual state of exhaustion.
Being a writer is hard. Being a student is hard. Being a journalist is hard. Constantly having to churn out new content is hard. Always having to be immersed in politics is hard. Continually having to sell yourself to find the right employer is really, really hard.
I was considering a position with Americorps in Boston, working at a nonprofit. I really wanted it to work out. And I've already found myself struggling to find a balance between my dreams and practicality. What do I want out of this newfound freedom, but also what is best for me to be healthy, happy and stable?
There's a lot of people to thank for me getting this far — my mother, my best friends, great professors, an amazing academic adviser, The Panther, the Black Student Union, the dean of students, the list goes on and on.
Leaving Chapman University already feels so freeing. I have never had so much spare time in the proper headspace to really ask myself what it is that I want post-grad. I had plans, but life's current doesn't seem to be moving that way — and I guess that's okay. All I can really do is keep moving forward. I will continue to write, but maybe, not every piece will be perfect. This blog should truly be for me, deciding what parts of my journey I want to share with the world.