I’ve always been a sucker for nostalgia. I’ve spent an embarrassing amount of time reminiscing over old pictures on my computer. So when Facebook added that feature where they show you your Facebook activity in the past on that same day, I was extremely excited. I was expecting to see posts that were ridiculous and embarrassing, which is why this post was kind of a wild card:
Let me just say that, for the record, I don’t hate Miami. As any of my friends can tell you, I’ve probably got a little too much love for the 305. Reading the post, however, made me remember that in that moment, there was nothing I wanted more than to one day move to New York so I wouldn’t keep missing out on all these opportunities to meet all these incredible people and see all these fascinating things.
Although I never let go of that dream, it managed to slip quietly to the back burner. Throughout high school, I never had a dream school or a firm top choice, though I know now, after spending a year and a half here, that I definitely wouldn’t be this happy anywhere else. That’s why reading this post, four years later, was a little unsettling for me. Here I am, fulfilling this dream that I had almost forgotten about, and having the time of my life. I’ve always done my best not to dwell on the past, but sometimes, it’s nice to have these little moments.
(And for anyone who’s curious to know: I did end up seeing Darren Criss on Broadway last May in “Hedwig and the Angry Inch.” It was a wonderful experience. I cried. Twice.)