Quinn Monologue

I’ve always dreamt out of day I would get to move out of my home town.  I grew up in a South Florida suburban city called Coral Springs.  When you google Coral Springs its points of interest are the local casino, an indoor arcade, and its 40 different parks.  Although that may be enough for some people it was not “for me”.  I worked hard in high school knowing that was the only thing that would get me out of this town… and well out of the state.  97% of the people in my graduating class were more than satisfied with attending state universities and doing things like joining sororities and frats and going to football games just like the class that came before us, although Florida has many prestigious universities, it was not “for me”.  I was in search of opportunity and growth.  Now that I’m here I’m not exactly sure what is “for me”.  I was expecting adventure and excitement but I’ve found myself in the robotic like cycle of school and work that many people struggle with, always rushing to get from one place to the next without enjoying the ride.  As if we are in some sort of rat race.  Sometimes I find myself questioning my decision to uproot my entire life.  I miss my mom, my dog, my friends, and even Coral Springs.  I just hope that one day New York will be “for me”.