the hunt

i feel that as americans we are always on the hunt.

no matter what part of our life we are in our minds are set on seek, conquer and kill (not as literally).

i live in new york city and everywhere i go there are people who are constantly on the move and thinking about the next. no one ever takes a moment to relax and just breathe.

i have found myself to slowly, or quickly become on of these people. someone who is always doing something. focusing on multiple things at once and always on the watch of someone else going after what i want.

i can be in the gym and if i am on the treadmill next to someone running at 5.0 mph i will bump mine up to 5.2 mph just because i dont want her to out run me. i dont even know that woman.

grocery shopping is a sport all its own. there is literally an apocalyptic scare every friday and everyone in the city is fighting for the last pint of strawberries at trader joes.

the trains are another issue. it is always crowded and people waiting to get on still seem to think that it is a good idea to crowd rush those getting off. you would think that after years of subway riding these people lunkheads would get it. but no. poor tourists.

and currently i am job hunting..shh..its a secret. but honestly who its always applying to jobs. however i feel like i am always checking job boards like an unwanted pregnancy test. and if i get an interview i stalk my email for a follow-up like as if its my instagram crush.

the point is, im tired of hunting and watching people hunt. the shit just gets old after a while.

I Have Annoying Neighbors

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An elevator can be a very awkward space to be in. I mean for at least 30 seconds you are trapped in a tiny box with only one way in and one way out. Sometimes when I’m in an elevator with other people I’m confused as to how I should act. Are there certain rules to riding an elevator with a stranger? Should you speak or make eye contact? Should you press your own floor button or say, “Could you press 8 please? Thank you.” If you ride the elevator with someone more than once a day do you have to speak every time you see them? These are just a few questions that come to mind. Personally I never know what to do in an elevator with a stranger. I often look at my phone pretending to look for a number or text someone. Other times I just stare at numbers of each floor that we pass, praying that the other person doesn’t talk to me. It’s not that I don’t like people, but an elevator is a pretty small space to be in with someone you know nothing about. Or I envision recreating a steamy Grey’s Anatomy elevator make out session with a Dr. Avery look a like. However, when I am alone in an elevator I tend to sing or dance or both. I take it as an opportunity to do something incredibly stupid and that will only live within the four small walls of that elevator.