Learning to Write Again

I think it’s about time for a run-down update of what’s been going on and also a tentative promise that I’ll write more frequently in the coming months.

The past six weeks have been transition upon transition. First was my company’s move from my former bedroom-turned-office to a commercial space in Midtown Manhattan. Yesterday was a painful (like, literally – my body aches) and long overdue move to Brooklyn, where I will be living with Melanie in Park Slope. And in between have been the shuffling of projects, meeting of new clients, and adjusting to a slimmer body.

Some highlights that I hope to savor later on when it gets colder:

  • wearing Weekenders t-shirts every other day, basking in its yellow glow
  • taking our Barrel intern Pramila out to Una Pizza Neopolitana on her last day and giving her a $30 Uniqlo gift certificate for all the unpaid enthusiasm
  • putting in floor boards and other grueling things to make Barrel office better
  • tick-marking pull-ups we do each day on the whiteboard (the goal is to get 1,000 a month)
  • pairing Chilean cabernet sauvignon with pork bulgogi to see if it works (it did)
  • listening to What’s Up Fatlip over and over again and watching the music video nonstop
  • favorite New Yorker articles read on the toilet this summer
  • late night On Demand episodes of Mad Men
  • yogurt with flax seed granola in the mornings
  • becoming frequent Enterprise renters and superstar movers

The past couple of months have really gone by in a blur. Most of it has had to do with the all-consuming schedule of work – when I’m not working on a particular project, I’m doing something for the physical office space or trying to sketch new ideas for the business. The excitement is still there, and I wake up with entrepreneurial urges often enough to make mornings bearable. This constant tending and re-tending has given me a present-is-most-important focus – it’s been hard to just put things on hold to contemplate the past and to speculate the future. And this has been a bit alarming – I’ve been so wrapped up with the day-to-day actions that the bigger picture disappears and only the tasks at hand serve as drivers for all my activities. Being busy and constantly exposed to a fast-paced environment can be fun and exhilarating, but maybe that’s where a term like “tunnel vision” can start to take on some more negative connotations. Life becomes a rush, and although there’s no defined goal or destination, there’s always a series of motions (like checking Blackberries, responding to emails, talking fast on the phone) that make you believe you’re on your way. At least that’s what I’ve noticed more and more in myself.

Maybe it’s time to slow down. Take an afternoon off. Read a book and watch a movie. Hike a mountain. Bake a cake. Plant some herbs…

One thought on “Learning to Write Again

  1. Mel

    Last move for a long time–how’s that for the present and future? Yay for Park Slope! And I heartily second the last paragraph.


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