I'm really bad at this blogging thing. Anyways.
I leave for New York 2 months from today.
When did this start happening? So fast. Not enough time. To spend with my family, to prepare those who will be taking over my church duties once I leave, to make a little more money, to think if I want this still. I do, don't get me wrong, but now that my life is on a countdown I've started second guessing everything. I'm scared. I'm scared out of my mind and I didn't realize it until now. But I'm so excited! Excited for the late nights out in Manhattan having coffee at an ungodly hour and then not sleeping because sunrise is less than an hour away. Excited to learn to grow up. To live that starving artist life that people talk about...because if I'm being honest, I wouldn't be surprised if 3 months in I'm calling home to ask for that last bit I need to complete my rent. Excited to meet all kinds of new people. Excited to meet my ever growing family at Hillsong NYC, and to walk these streets with them and help people meet Jesus. Excited for the volunteer nights at charity water!!
What am I learning from this? That all the cliches are true. Time is short. Life is fleeting. You have no idea how much you have until you have to leave it. Tell those around you how much they mean to you before you don't see them on a regular basis anymore. Trust your gut and never your wallet.
I found an apartment, which I guess is a start. God knows me and all my needs so well...I found an apartment in Brooklyn 3 blocks from the subway line, and it's a 10 minute ride to Union Square. I have my school money set to go..and it's all finally starting to come together. (Now all I need is a job...)
I am quite possibly one of the luckiest people in the world...soon I will get to call New York City home.
