Two years ago, I was living in Brooklyn with two amazing roommates and my sister was back in the Northeast. Just a few months earlier, I had lost my job, gained a news one and started a fresh, independent chapter in my life. I visited my friend in South America, took my first work trip to Austin and went on a solo road trip down the coast of Southern California, where I would live one year later.
It took me a while to sort through all the footage, condense it down, and relive moments that brought brightness (and darkness) to my life. But ultimately, I was able to turn out this 4 minute video that described my life in that year. Even the boring, but artful moments that were rooted in loneliness, or the tired, late New York City nights. This paints a picture of New York, of my friends there that I deeply miss.
It's interesting looking back on a piece like this when you live in all the way across the country from where it happened. When you realize that some days you want nothing more than to go back to that time and place, but then at the same moment you realize nothing is the same there anymore, and those times have passed forever.
I think that's called growth or something.
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