My Month - and My Year - of Firsts
In a short travel essay written for the compilation An Innocent Abroad , Pico Iyer writes that "the beauty of any first time is that it leads to a thousand others...Every 'first time' opens a door upon a long corridor, down which you walk with the sensation, from experience now, that any other door might fly open at any moment, leading onto another corridor." This past month of June - comprised of anniversaries such as One Year since I made quite the life change by moving to San Francisco - has marked a steady series of "firsts." The first of the month was the first 1st to fall on a Monday in 2015. Its first Wednesday, June 3rd marked the first time I've ever flown - or traveled, period - to a different state and back in the same day. After the first week of this stuffed month, I returned from my first trip to see [my dear LA confidante] Scott's version of Dallas, his hometown -- as well as from the first wedding I've attended at which I