"I am an architect of things that haven't happened yet I can't believe a month is all it's been..."
- John Mayer - "A Place to Call Home"
NYC - thanks for the past month's embrace; I truly hope you'll hold and have me for (a little less than) 30 days longer while I finish my stay on Fashion Ave.
I've taken a bite out of the Big Apple - just as I was encouraged to do when I left Georgia the first of June. I'm still chewing said bite. At times, it's sweet and smooth and nurturing; other moments, it's tough and sour and I feel like spitting it out and stomping it with (one of my nine) brand new pairs of Vince Camuto shoes.
Working 9 to 6 daily in fash PR is as glamorous as it is tiring. I spend weekdays in my shoe haven toeing the line between success and second guessing. Living in a city that towers as far above me as it expands in front of me is both awe-inspiring and frightening. The opportunities surrounding and abounding are as consuming as they are overwhelming.
Will I spend the next few years of my life pitter-pattering away on pavement encapsulated by skyscrapers and street-side diners? Or will I pull my cowgirl boots over my colored skinnies and return to the roots of a tall Georgia pine as opposed to a sprawling apple tree?
Excuse my lack of logging my thoughts into this online journal - as you now understand, my current thoughts and longings are more massive than can be communicated in written word.
Nice reflections, Macy. It's never good to feel you have all the answers. That's the fun part of the journey. Even when we think we know exactly what we want, life has a way of interrupting. Be open the movements of God and find a sense of God's calling for your (a personal sense of identity and purpose) then see where God takes you - no matter what type of shoe you will find yourself wearing. Enjoy the ride.
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