I came into the newsroom today feeling happy, excited and grateful for my life. It wasn’t so much that I was excited to start the work day or that I was happy to spend another Saturday night in the newsroom doing nothing (bc let’s be honest, as the trend has gone, nothing happens on Saturday nights). I was feeling grateful that my life had brought me here, to this exact moment. I’ve spent the last couple weeks getting acquainted to my new city and getting used to the idea of spending more nights alone than out with friends, mostly because my contact list in Albuquerque (ABQ) consists of like three people, and it seems like for once I’m finally okay with it.
Living in ABQ, as I’ve come to see it, is a new beginning. It’s the beginning of the end of my life in New Mexico as well as the beginning of my new life in the real world. I spend most of my time in the newsroom thinking about how I’m going to get out. I spend my time looking for writing options in cities like NYC, Las Vegas, LA, Denver and Austin. Anywhere but here, I tell myself.
The truth is, the only reason I want to get out of N.M., is because I feel like I have nothing left to give this era of my life. I’m finally ready to get out on my own and experience the life I know is waiting for me beyond this internship. All of this desire to get out made me think about the people who have made it through all the transitions I’ve had over the past few years.
Many of the relationships that I’ve established have been as a result of music. More specifically dance music. Somehow, these relationships have lasted past ones I made in HS and college. My EDM/trance family has become a central part of my life. They’re the friends I turn to when I need a pick-me-up, the friends I take trips around the southwest with and the friends that have my heart.
Now this is not to say that the friends who aren’t a part of my dance music family aren’t important, because the ones who have stuck by me through my years of crazy shenanigans are worth every moment as well. The thing is it just baffles me that something as little as a genre of music can be such a strong base for a friendship.
Through music festivals and shows I’ve met some of the most genuine and insightful friends. I met two of the most amazing guys in line for the Ferris Wheel at Coachella that I’ve kept in contact and visited in their home state of California over the past three years. I’ve met my crazy, free-spirited, only child rager twin as a result of a giant flower she had on her head at SVD and I’ve met my dance family as a result of a following my passion for not only music, but dance music especially.
I guess this epiphany has just come as a result of my move. Slowly, I’m discovering who I can really count on and who will make an effort to keep in contact with me while I get wrapped up in my daily life of trying to make it as a reporter. There’s been people who have completely come out of no where and we’ve been able to re-spark a friendship that was rather absent over the years and there are some that are just the opposite. Either way I’m just grateful that my life has brought me to this exact moment with the exact people who are still willing to be a part of my life. Lessons will be learned over the coming years but I’m most excited to learn more about myself and more about the friends who will become family. Lame I know, but it’s just what’s going on in my life at the moment. :)