Hi, Monday- hope everyone had a brilliant holiday- it seems it was a frenzied weekend for shoppers as Black Friday seemed to play in to all those 2012 theories- was it the last one ever or what??? Not sure I understand using pepper spray to get into Walmart, but we've become a depraved society, especially when a deal on a flat screen is at play. Odd.
And since I've been so busy I haven't even checked out any of the cyber Monday dealios, but sure there's good stuff to be had too- I'm too busy packing and schlepping for such decadence. And because all of this moving has me slightly off kilter, I'm simply going to say that I have absolutely no idea how 7 years went by so fast- it was just yesterday that we rolled up in our old Volvo we bought on Prince Street from an aging mobster, only to be met by a major hurricane and a sense of wtf did we just do...the years went by and we did do some amazing things here- I'm kind of in denial we're going to miss Art Basel, but we will definitely come next year.
I have learned so much from being here- working at a place that challenged every notion of what it meant to do great work, pushed me beyond my expectations, and introduced me to some of the best people I have ever worked with. I learned to drive, I learned the difference between a cortadito and a con leche, and I made some friends in unexpected places- who ever thought the gym would ever become a bit of a mecca for me? (I've never been one to chat while working out...) Coming here was not easy, but I am thankful that David made me stick it out, to explore, to find out some new things about myself that I may not have found had I not done this (one of them is I can't live in hot weather year round as I get the vapors. It doesn't work for me. Another one is I don't wear bright colors on a regular enough basis to live here. And yet another is I am going to miss some palm trees, and some Miami style thunderstorms). And one other thing I learned is that you can't experience the bliss of being at peace with decisions or who you are if you don't experience some pain. That's just the way it works.
I guess the point of this post is to simply say- sometimes there are painful changes in life that happen, that break your heart, that are uncomfortable, that feel so outside of your comfort zone you can barely breathe. Miami was one of those places for me- but man, am I grateful for having been here- to push myself away from New York, only to have the privilege to go back and feel confident that it's the right place- though I am not sure of what is next for me careerwise, I'm crafting some ideas in my brain, and I'm excited, not scared. If you ever have doubts about pushing yourself or leaving something or maybe even someone who makes you feel "safe" but is not making you your best "you", get out there. Push yourself to experience new and uncharted waters- even when you feel like you can't come up for air. I am stoked to come back to an empire state of mind. Because although I've grown here and spent most of my 30s here, l'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough...(thanks Bobby D. Love that lyric and have been waiting to say that forever).
So as we fly out of Miami and move on to more concrete pastures, I urge you to push yourself harder, to not be afraid, and to go on an adventure or at least give thanks for the very moment you find yourself in. Will update you soon on the move itself, and look forward to seeing loads of you back home real soon...cause that's what's up this should be packing but had to take a break kind of Monday in the MIA. All the love and go change the game. I have to pick a song to play as I see the New York skyline, welcoming me home in all of its loveliness and glory. I have no idea what I'm doing next but I am somehow good with it, as long as it involves going home. XO.