The truth is, I've always wanted a
blog. I've never started one up though, because I've always thought
it was a little pretentious to think that my life was worth writing
about, and to assume that people would want to read about it. Not
because my life sucks or anything, but just because everybody else
has their own lives too. And I do the same stuff that just about
everybody else does, so why would anybody want to read about me doing
the stuff that they do already. But now, Kyha and I will be living
in New York City, so I thought maybe that might push the excitement
level of our life up just high enough for people to want to read
about it. Or, it just makes me more pretentious for thinking that
just because we live in New York City people will want to stop what
they are doing to read about the things we do. But, I'm going to go
ahead and take that risk and start this blog up anyways.
Of course, I should say that we don't
live in New York just yet. After a strenuous 24 hours of trying to
catch a standby flight from Seattle to Newark (made a little less
strenuous by our friends Russ and Kaitlin, who graciously allowed us
to stay at their place when we didn't get on the last flight of the
night), we finally made it across the country. We are staying with
my awesome aunt and uncle in New Jersey until we find a place in the
city. Right now I'm sitting on their back porch. The crickets and
cicadas are about as loud as a rainstorm. I used to live in North
Carolina, and I'm realizing how much I missed the East Coast. I
asked Kyha what it's like to be this far away from where she's lived
her whole life. She said its hasn't sunk in yet.
We're planning on going into
the city tomorrow afternoon to start searching for an apartment. For
those of you who said you wanted a blog post (mostly Kyha and my
mom), here it is. For those of who didn't and are still reading
this, thank you. I kept it short just for you. I'm sure the next one of these will be more
interesting.
Corey
