Had a conversation earlier about how my moods and ambitions act like a chameleon to my environment –

For example, during the weeks I travel to New York City I feel a palpable change in what I aspire to be professionally. Looking out a 25th floor window onto the pomp and energy of Times square and all the NYC represents makes me want two things:

1. Be a Broadway star a la the new NBC show “Smash”

2. Money/Power - Both interchangeable and deeply intertwined

This is all deeply worrisome. This current case is deep in the land of retail and fashion and all things glamorous (the industry at least, my work is mired in excel data and quite a bit farther from glamor). Nevertheless it is all very exciting. Clearly, I have a weakness for “pretty” things given the content of this tumblr on a regular basis. Until I pull myself back and remind myself that I have made a commitment in my mind to go to medical school.

I come back to Boston and examine my aspirations removed from all the overwhelming blinking neon signs and I feel a little better. I think..

An 8 hour conference call and an infinite number of bubble charts later…

its the weekend! Going to a Celtics game tonight, and watching the superbowl on Sunday. Here goes my effort in actually caring about Boston sports (for once I live in a city where the teams are not miserable).