2019+2020

A classic car parked in front of the Immigrant wine and beer bar
My favorite scene in the East Village

Last year, I wrote about how 2018 kind of went by in a blur, and this year did as well (much to my surprise). I knew coming into 2019 that big changes were coming— I was finally reaching my limit of being burnt out at work, the future of the mentorship program I led was unclear as we struggled to find the resources it needed to keep going, and the bar that I co-owned wasn’t doing the business it needed. What I didn’t expect was how those changes would pan out, and how…