A Year of Firsts

Happy New Year, and welcome to my blog!

2016 is finally upon us, and I am eager for all it has in store.   As you have probably guessed from the title of this post (and of this blog), 2016 is going to be a year of firsts for me.   I'm graduating from law school this spring, which will leave me, for the first time, without any formal academic goals. It will (hopefully) be the first time I'm fully employed. It will also be the first year I spend without my mom. It might even be the first year I regularly keep a blog! Lets not get carried away.

It's going to be a challenging year, but I am ready for it. I am excited to use this forum as motivation to take risks, seek new experiences, and learn as much about life as I possibly can so that I can share it with you- my forced and/or imaginary audience.

So without further adue... My first First!

Today I have christened the beautiful new blue suitcase that my dad gave me for Christmas!! Traveling is a huge part of my life-- from trekking across Long Island to backpacking through Europe, I am constantly on the run and living out of a bag. While I'm looking forward to a little more stability in the coming year, this suitcase will make the journeys I do take immeasurably easier than they were with my old one. The short handles are cushioned, which will prevent blisters when I'm carrying it up stairs, the wheels roll smoothly in every direction, and the long handle slides up and down like butta. Seriously. Like a big stick of butta. These details may sound insignificant, but I really think they are the qualities that turn an everyday item into a luxury good. Needless to say, I am in love.

See how beautiful it is? This picture was taken on my trip back to Brooklyn this morning. Riding the LIRR is always an adventure- this time I ended up befriending a family who all sounded like they could be close relatives of Fran Drescher. It was awesome. 

(An ode to my old suitcase, purchased in Lisbon, Portugal and dragged across creation and back. Its last trip was this October when I went to Sanibel with my family. That was also, coincidentally, the last trip I went on with my Mom. The long handle broke (really, somehow, it shattered) as I left my apartment building. I had to carry it through the city, on the subway and in the airport--- Not the biggest roadblock I've navigated while traveling by half, but definitely indication that this dog saw its day. It was a good run, Brown Suitcase. Thanks for everything!)