It has been a few months since I last wrote on here. I could say it’s because my first few months in New York have been a whirlwind (really!) but I have admittedly been avoiding writing in here. Part of me feels that I have nothing good enough to contribute. And part of me is just.plain.scared.
I have been going back and forth for some time trying to figure out what I want this blog to be about. My reason for starting this blog was directly tied to my moving to New York (read here) but there are so many things that I want to try to write about that I don’t want to just make it about living in the city. Also, the fear of writing has been so paralyzing, I have put off writing anything. But this semester, I am taking a class in Digital Marketing, and one of the weekly assignments is to write a blog post. And even that has made me a little queasy. But then, as if the universe had heard my calling, I came across this on my way home from work:
Image from here.
It was on display in the window of an art gallery I have walked by every morning since I moved here. I hadn’t previously really paid much attention to it, but today for some reason I decided to stop and actually read it. It was simple; black font on white paper with a simple black frame. As cliche as it may sound, it was just what I needed. One line really stuck out: “Start doing things you love.” This blog, to me, is something I love – it is the reason I started this in the first place. So I will begin again with love.