A Philosopher
I arrived at NYC little less than two weeks ago. The city truly has a charm of its own, from the buzz of the Lower East Side to the sophistication of the Upper West Side. Amidst the excitement of moving to a new city, I got to experience the blues of being uprooted from all my friends again. Many talk up the thrill of starting fresh and reinventing oneself, I think that is overrated - at least, once is more than enough. It struck me today that I am officially at the cusp of adulthood, for anything that may happen to me no longer follows a pre-ordained script. I have heard it before, my upperclassmen complaining about searching for jobs or worrying about finances. I am lucky in that I landed myself a pretty sweet tech job which brought me to the city in the first place. My (ungrateful) turmoil concerns more the question of why --- having no friends to witness, and no family to return to at the end of the workday, I feel untethered and devoid of motivation for doing my work. Yester...