My drive to work, no matter how long or short it takes, has a soundtrack. This soundtrack evolves as I do, and serves as a marker of what huge life event I was going through at the time.
And when I say Arctic, I really mean Chicago...
Now, I've had the pleasure of visiting this vibrant city a few times in the summer. I have beautiful memories of dancing in Millennium Park, getting a birds-eye view of the city from the Hancock building and even kayaking around in a small lake.
I thought these letters to myself would be fun to look back on as the months go by. I tend to be hard on myself on a lot of aspects, but now it's time to reflect on what I think I am proud of. We all need to give ourselves high-fives more often.
Congrats! You are a millennial thriving in a world of crypto-currencies, Instagram-famous dogs and unicorn lattes. You have taken considerable risks this year--in fact, a few more risks than you anticipated. While many people you know are going down one path, you have finally followed your gut and taken another.
...that I really need to work on. It's a serious issue, especially if you are a good friend of mine.
I don't go to weddings that often. In fact, I've only been to 3 weddings in my entirety--quite uncommon for one of Indian descent. By now, I should have probably witnessed 20 of my cousins tie the knot and 4 of my friends follow suit.
Ugh. I'm not ready to write this post. I had probably one of the best years of my life as a 24 year-old, so I'm being whiny and annoying about adding another number to my life clock. It's hard to move on from that carefree and magical year.