I've never been afraid of change. As a young person finding his purpose in this life, I find that change is an essential part of the process. I'm constantly meeting new people, moving to new places, doing new things, and since I subscribe to the belief that we are defined by our experiences, at times I find it necessary to occasionally reflect on my significant experiences in the world.
So as I prepare for the next (albeit very short) chapter in my life (lets call it "The Graduate School Years"), I'd like to briefly reflect on my time spent in Houston.
It was with cautious optimism that I made the move from wonderful NYC to Houston. Not knowing what to expect, I sought residence in an area close to work. Work was fun, but I didn't know many people outside of it, especially that first year. So I dated a girl long distance, left town on the weekends when i could, and hated investment banking life during the week. We had the super bowl, midtown blew up, downtown blew up, and all was right in the world.
The second year was better. Peyman, Logan, Eric, Omead, Diana, Lisa, Monica, Ted, Russell, and others all migrated to the area. I reconnected with them and other friends I had lost touch with along the way. It was great. The 'stros got to the NLCS but lost. Texas made the rose bowl and won. I discovered more bars and clubs than ever. Houston began to feel like home.
The third year was great. The 'stros made the Series, Texas won the title, and I hooked up with an asian. I left banking. I went to vegas. I still kept in touch with friends and got closer to some existing ones. Jenni Taylor, who I met the night of the big 12 championship through Staci, has become a good friend of mine, so good that we hung out basically every day since last December. I also met KingwoodGirl, who I mentioned in an earlier post. She's awesome.
Anyhow, A couple of moments are particuarly impressive, and I'd like to recap them.
- Las Vegas, August 2005: Myself, the beloved Fade, and R. Jones decided to blow off some steam in the desert. After the smoothest airplane landing in world aviation history, we took vegas for all it was worth. Between caesars palace, club Pure, and the strip, we painted the town red. This was the end result.
- The Rose Bowl, January 2006: This doesn't need much explanation. R. Jones, Big Easy, The Man, and I flew out to the city of angels and watched Texas beat USC for the national title. The tickets were free! I could go on and on. Unforgettable.
- t e n i n t e n, June 2006: In the most aggresive hunt for new alcohol I've ever undertaken, my friend Jenni and experienced 10 totally new bars in the Houston area. It was a great success. I'll probably do the same in austin.
Although two of the three events occurred outside of Houston, everyone I experieced them with lives in Houston, so it counts. Clearly, this list is by no means exhaustive, but I thought I'd cherry pick some of the ones that stood out.
So as I leave Houston, I wish everyone well, I invite anyone and everyone to come visit myself and others in Austin, and I assure you all that I'll be back.