In Between Dreams

In Between Dreams

Lately, the weather in D.C. has been freezing. The icy touch of the frosty fall D.C. wind reminds me of all the reasons why I love my sunny city, San Diego. I mean really, what's not to love? From the most beautiful beaches and the most authentic, delicious, mouth-watering Mexican food you will ever eat... to the, yes, THE most amazing weather you could possibly experience. And that weather is not just temporary, but practically year-round. I'm serious -- year round! You can literally get a tan in the middle of winter, it's so good. But despite all the things I love and miss about the city I was born and raised in, I'm considering moving to D.C. after the TWC program to work full time on the Jack Evans for Mayor Campaign.



After a few weeks of working on the campaign my supervisor offered me a job to stay on after my semester internship. I know, I know -- it's crazy! This is what most people dream would be the outcome of an internship. But this puts me in dilemma. I have one more semester left after the program to graduate from college. With not just one--but two degrees that I have worked so hard and sacrificed so much to achieve. I'm nowhere near the type of person to make a risky decision. But I cannot deny it is an option I am contemplating. If I stay on the campaign I would delay my graduation and take a semester off to live in D.C., a city I barely know, with no family or safety net to catch me. It is a risk that at the same time scares and excites me to my core. But what if Bill Gates or Steve Jobs -- two of the most notable visionaries of our time -- did not take a risk and drop out of college to create Microsoft or Apple? (In my case, I would not be dropping out). But many of our lives would be completely different if these visionaries didn't take a risk. But who's to know if this is the right risk to take? Working on a campaign is such a notable job. If your candidate loses, you move on to the next opportunity -- but if your candidate wins, it opens a multitude of possibilities. But that's only if the candidate wins. I have no doubt my candidate is the best person for the job. But sometimes the most qualified is not elected. It's hard to connect the dots of how one decision can alter your life looking forward. It's only when looking back that you see how things unfold.



It's no secret I fell in love with this magical city the moment I gazed towards the possibilities that lay ahead of me. But my infatuation, which many thought would fade much like the summer humidity, is still present. However, I have exited the honeymoon stages of puppy love and starting to think rationally of my future. During the first week of working on the campaign, it triggered a passion within me that I did not know was there. I enjoy learning about the history of my nation's capital, working in communities where many feel they don't have a voice and most importantly, being a part of a team. It's what fuels me to get up each morning, because I feel like I'm a part of something much bigger than myself. Is that not what everyone wants? A job where they feel like they are making a real contribution ? A real difference in their community? Well, that's how I feel. But my dilemma is whether this feeling is worth putting my degree on hold and my obligations back in San Diego at a standstill. And let's be realistic. Where would I live? I would need to make enough income working on the campaign to pay for a place to stay and basic necessities. As much as I wish it could, passion alone will not pay the bills. I have to be practical and realistic about whether staying in D.C. is feasible and if the financial aid I will receive back home can be postponed.



You must feel like this is coming out of nowhere. But it's been something that has been bouncing around the walls of my mind for the past weeks. I have weighed the pros and cons, prayed, negotiated with my mom, sought guidance from TWC advisors and staff and pretty much talked to every person who gave a listening ear. But I am still in between -- should I stay? Or should I go? I realized that I cannot rely on anyone else to make this decision for me. It's something I have to do for myself. It is a part of growing up. If I go home to San Diego I will receive two degrees, and if I stay, I gain experience in a possible career path. Ultimately, the decision is mine to make and I have faith I will make the right one.


"The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live." - Flora Whittemore

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