Say "hey" to the Phoenix

As life is returning back to the gritty streets of Bed Stuy and the beautiful jail that is Pratt Institute, my idea of "normal", I find myself to have changed a bit and yet not at all. I am by no means a worldly person but I feel as if something inside me has been triggered: a rebirth.

Process Sketches

I feel strangely invigorated but at the same time a bit timid. I suppose that's how most school years start. It's officially week 4 of the school year, which is amazing because it definitely hasn't felt like time passed so quickly. And I suppose a lot has happened in the past 28 days but it feels like nothing short of a few days.

In the past few days alone I felt like the only moments worth mentioning have happened. My first real critique of the year, my interview for an internship and subsequent offer, a few days spent at Lincoln Center for New York Fashion Week, and a few casual dates...I constantly hear myself thinking "can it get any cooler?".

 I guess we'll find out.