{"id":10812,"date":"2018-03-22T06:08:02","date_gmt":"2018-03-22T10:08:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/social.rollins.edu\/wpsites\/letters\/?p=10812"},"modified":"2019-07-09T17:27:35","modified_gmt":"2019-07-09T17:27:35","slug":"the-ways-this-city-changes-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/2018\/03\/22\/the-ways-this-city-changes-me\/","title":{"rendered":"The Ways This City Changes Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/48620038-300x199.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-14011 size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/48620038-300x199-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve lived in London for three months now.\u00a0This is when, as a trusty friend told me, the honeymoon phase of a new flat ends. The commute to work gets longer; the neighborhood gets dingier; the city smaller and colder and less exciting.<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;m still so in love.<\/p>\n<p>The gut feelings I get are largely negative, i.e. &#8220;shady alley&#8221; warning signs. But I have this feeling, sitting in my\u00a0cramped little attic apartment in Shepherd&#8217;s Bush, that I am exactly where I need to be.\u00a0When your best friend Skypes in and immediately says, &#8220;You look better than you have in a long time,&#8221; you know something&#8217;s going right.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/48620039-300x199.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-14012 size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/48620039-300x199-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nA comprehensive List of Things Going Right:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>I&#8217;m taking care of my body for the first time in my life. I run three times a week and even just in the beginning phases of being a Properly Fit Adult, I can execute a 13 minute mile. This is only possible because I have ample distraction: a 35-minute run takes me all the way to Hammersmith Bridge, where I can run along the River Thames and breathe a little deeper.\u00a0On my off days, I do yoga in my flat in the little section where the sun streams through the attic window. I eat\u00a0smaller amounts of better-tasting food\u00a0(because gorging would ruin my run) and I cook (because I am poor) while my cassette player winds through my tape collection and I\u00a0scribble away\u00a0at\u00a0the\u00a0<em>Evening Standard\u00a0<\/em>puzzles.<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;m\u00a0making connections with theatre industry professionals, who all love my American candor and spirit, in my role as a stage manager and electrician at Jermyn Street, and I&#8217;m rehearsing audition material every day in the space I have from a lighter course load, so my acting\u00a0doesn&#8217;t get stale. When I feel a monologue or song is sufficiently good, I bring it in to Mike\u2014my only professor here and a celebrated playwright\u2014who celebrates my successes, offers insight on the next steps, and then connects me to other actors, agents, and\u00a0opportunities, all of whom are helping me establish myself as a performer in the city that has been so good to me. I have never been shown such grace and enthusiasm by a group of theatre people; all of those I&#8217;ve been lucky enough to work with have gone above and beyond their call to make sure I have a Next Step.<\/li>\n<li>I still haven&#8217;t run out of places to discover. London is massive\u2014the kind of massive you can only imagine when you&#8217;re 40 stories in the air at a 24-hour waffle restaurant, sitting by a window and seeing for the first time the sprawl of the city. Every day I have free I go out and explore. Sometimes, it&#8217;s to old favorites\u2014the Prince Charles Cinema is a 5-minute walk from where I work, and I&#8217;ve gotten a membership so I can leave a morning shift and catch a matin\u00e9e in Leicester Square. Other days, it&#8217;s\u00a0a ride to a Tube station I know well and an imperative to keep walking upon arrival until I see something new. There&#8217;s always something new.<\/li>\n<li>I have amazing friends who work through a literal ocean of problems\u2014time zones, Daylight Savings Time,\u00a0awful Facetime reception, their own hectic schedules and mine\u2014to make sure I see their faces and hear their voices as they remind me I am loved. There&#8217;s a realization, at this 3-month mark, that when I come to work in London,\u00a0there will be a permanent absence of my loved ones, but to know that those who matter are already\u00a0staking their places in staying relevant to my life&#8230; that&#8217;s comforting in\u00a0this sea of newness and beginnings.<\/li>\n<li>The UK has finally gotten season 5 of\u00a0<em>Brooklyn Nine-Nine,<\/em> which I watch every Thursday on E4 at 9 p.m. GST with Nando&#8217;s take-away. It is my greatest joy, even though we are so behind American air times that last week&#8217;s episode was the annual Halloween Heist. I couldn&#8217;t have cared less.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/48620013-300x199.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-14013 size-medium\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.rollins.edu\/letters\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/48620013-300x199-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"199\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I am blessed. I am so, so lucky. I am, for once, Exactly Where I Need To Be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve lived in London for three months now.\u00a0This is when, as a trusty friend told me, the honeymoon phase of a new flat ends. The commute to work gets longer; the neighborhood gets dingier; the city smaller and colder and less exciting. But I&#8217;m still so in love. 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