As I look back on my first two weeks on the Left Coast, what do I see. Do I still think this was the best move I could have made? Or do I realize that I never should have left my life in New York? If I am forced to answer the question at this very moment, I would have to say that my feelings reside somewhere in between the two extremes. I know that right now, I am in a state of limbo. I haven't fully settled into my apartment (due to extremely frustrating elements out of my control), I haven't become fully comfortable navigating the city, and, most importantly, I haven't found a job yet. I know that until I find a job, this will continue to feel like an extended vacation, not the life altering move that it truly is. But what do I want to do? Should I try to appease the outside pressures and continue my struggle in the 9 to 5 world, make a comfortable amount of money, but have have 95% chance of being miserable? Or should I go back to the where-will-my-next-paycheck-come-from lifestyle that defined my first year in New York? Questions that I don't want to face ... and the more I face, the further the answers seem to get...
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On a lighter note, I have been introduced to/discovered some great new bands:
Delays - Faded Seaside Glamour
Doves - The Last Broadcast
South - With the Tides
If you like Brit Indie Rock (and who doesn't!), check them out!
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