Inspired Title

I finally figured out what I want to blog about.  ME.  I mean that in the least selfish way possible.  It’s just that I was toying around with what to start a blog about for a while and I couldn’t quite get inspired.  I wanted to write about my experiences leaving university, starting work, and moving home but nothing quite described what I was going through.  As explained in my last post, I was lost.  Well, I still am lost, but at least I have an avenue to write about it now with an appropriate name.

The Boomerang Generation according to Wikipedia (the ultimate source of information) “is one of several terms applied to the current generation of young adults in Western culture.  They are so named for the frequency with which they choose to live with their parents after a brief period of living on their own.”

This definition is fairly accurate when it comes to my current situation.  I live in the west, I lived on my own for four years, and now I’m back in The Burbs (another potential name of this blog).  It is not by choice though.  My pile of student debt is what forced me back to this corner of the earth which I so deplore.  I know I’m being dramatic.  I had a great childhood growing up here, I actually like spending time with my parents, and I have a great job despite a bit of a commute.

I have a dream however.  A big fat dream which involves getting rid of my car, walking to work, and living in a city that makes me feel so alive I want to take big gulps of its dirty air.  As a kid I would often go on day trips with my dad and his photography class downtown.  These trips often included a visit to The World’s Biggest Bookstore in which we spent hours wondering the aisles.  It didn’t matter where we were in the city, I loved it.  I love the feeling of restlessness the city provides.  It isn’t the bad kind which prevents you from sleeping or keeping your hands still.  It is the kind of restlessness which propels you forward and makes you think anything is possible.

I want possibility.  I want restlessness.  So join me on this god forsaken journey and we can be restless together.

Direction

I recently read that Penelope Trunk feels lost.  She says that being lost is a part of being great.  As a recent graduate (one of the many terms I am beginning to loathe) I too feel lost.  Only I am not seeing the great part.  I spent the last year of my life finishing off my undergraduate degree in Communications and Cultural Studies with the plan to attend a postgraduate program in Public Relations.  My plan diverged greatly when I landed a PR job and was offered the chance to stay on in the fall.

If there is anything I hate, it’s a fork in the road.  It was one of those moments that I knew I was going to look back on and be able to say “That’s where it all changed”.  These moments are hard to come by because we often drift through life feeling powerless to choose our own destiny.  We will wake up one day five years down the line and wonder “How the hell did I get here?”  I savoured the moment because I saw my peers struggling  in the world of employment but I also experienced an intense fear which still hasn’t gone away.

The words “what” and “if” should never be uttered in the same sentence.  This is a cruel game we play with ourselves when we are unsure of our ability to make decisions.  I’m unsure.  I’m lost.  I’m excited.  The next year of my life will be spent living at home.  With my parents.  In the ultimate definition of suburban hell.  I feel like an island surrounded by a sea of matching houses and two car garages.  I’ve moved home to pay off the debt I incurred while in school and while this is the smart decision, it doesn’t make me that happy.

With all the hoopla around Gen-Yers I feel blessed to have a job.  And a job I love to boot.  How can I complain?  Pretty easily actually, but I don’t want to put that negative energy out there.  I’m attempting to look at the bright side of things.

This blog is going to be about me getting “un-lost” and I think that writing will help that.  I wish I could say what this is about, but seeing as I’m a little lost without a map, I can’t really get into specifics…. but I promise when I get somewhere interesting, you will be the first to know.