Apparently you get laid off from a communications job on a Friday, and on Saturday you hang out with Goldman Sachs kids and you ride in limos on the way from their Sweet Life of Zach and Cody apartment to the “lounge” you cannot afford.
I’ve noticed an overabundance of zombie references and Bill Murray news on my internet over the last 72 hours. Then I remembered this happened.
(Source: elibelly7)
My cousin came to the city to visit his friends this weekend and so we met up for drinks the other night. It was our first time drinking together and connecting as adults and reflecting on our bizarre family. As kids everything seems idyllic and our biggest frustration is waiting our turn to play Super Mario Brothers. Now that we’re older we begin to learn things about our families that would have shaken us five or ten years earlier.
When we are children we think adults have everything figured out. In an odd way, it’s comforting to know that the generation that came before us had a difficult time figuring things out just like we are and making mistakes dealing with tough situations is part of the journey. Sharing these reflections with someone was a nice closure moment for me.
Happy Memorial Day.
The moment that you feel that just possibly you’re walking down the street naked, exposing too much of your heart and your mind and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself, that’s the moment you may be starting to get it right.
The first time I lived on my own
It may have been the 3 PBRs followed by the pitcher of Sangria my roommate and I split at the Mexican place tonight, but this made me laugh out loud because it sums up everything I’m going through right now in two beautiful seconds.




