i'll never be picture perfect beyonce

i cannot believe i'm going to be living in silver spring, maryland in less than a week. i'm going to be taking the subway to work every day. i'm going to be wearing suits and heels and trying to network and impress people and make my way in the world. i'm going to be within "day trip" distance of new york and boston. every choice that i make or do not make will have legitimate consequences for my life. i'm going to have to make new friends. i'm going to be encountering the kinds of people i've never encountered before. i'm going to be in the midst of hardcore political activism.

this is the kind of life i've always imagined. it's all coming together incredibly well. too well, actually. i mean, okay, so my father is going to be flying out there with me. but he will be gone next thursday. then i'm liberated.

i'm either going to flounder or soar. this is when "commit or die", my phrase of choice lately, will actually mean something. that is the scariest, but most exhilirating realization i've ever reached.

i'm extremely ill-prepared for this.