A few weeks ago, the course of my life changed in a unexpected way. I took an offer to work full-time for a promising new political organization in DC, putting my senior year of college on pause. I wrote about that decision, and what it means to take a "dream year," in a guest column for the Washington Times this week.
Because of the sensitive nature of things, I can't really discuss the organization in depth - though I would love to, and will soon. But I will say that I wake up every day still thinking I'm dreaming, not just because of my job and daily routine (which is anything but routine), but also because what the organization is and plans to do. I feel fortunate to be a part of it, and overwhelmed by a sense of responsibly to help make it happen.
I have never really bought into the "everything happens for a reason" line of thinking, or believe in fate, per se - but there's something about this that just feels right for me. The opportunity truly is the confluence of my past experiences, interests and skills and comes at a time when I needed a break from the books, a good reason to cut lose from things that were seemingly dragging me down, and an outlet for my creativity and desire to make a difference.
It will be a very interesting year. And I couldn't be more excited. Stay tuned.