"You'll Meet Things That Scare You Right Out Of Your Pants"

Hey there blog-o-sphere. It has been years. You look great.

A lot has happened. Here's a quick catch up:

1. I graduated twice. Two master's degrees. But like, a year ago. Nailed it.
2. I worked as a for-real-real actor for 4 seconds (6 months) and it was the greatest.
3. ...that's about it.

School sure was a journey. I know the original intent of this blog was to chronicle said journey, but I kind of dropped the ball on that. But luckily, what is far more interesting than my whirlwind through academia and thusfar brief stint in the professional world of theatre, is the time I now spend with Roku, various kinds of cheese, and my feelings.

So, here we go. Take two. Life after school.

What the fuck do I do now?

Right now, I am working as a barista in a small coffee shop in Virginia. I work often and earn little and my sense of self worth is squashed daily under the big, stinky foot of the rude consumer. But, it is often hilarious in a let's make jokes about how awful humanity is kind of way. More to come on that.

To be candid, I am flailing a bit (a lot) right now. All of my structure vanished in a matter of seconds and now, with endless possibility laying before me - all I have to do now is pay taxes and die, bitches -  I find myself unable to move in any direction. Essentially, if my life was a book, it would be the scary middle pages I always skipped in "Oh, The Places You'll Go!"

You know the ones:

That is one phallic gate, am I right guys?

I am restarting this blog to jump start myself. And to figure some things out. And to find my joy again. I hope some people want to come along for the literary-web-ride, but if not that's okay too. Either way, I will hold myself accountable for at least two blog posts a week. No less. No excuses.

Welcome back, Kotter. This is about to get real world real.