Carly Dickerson

I’m not Carrie Bradshaw. Unlike her, I can’t afford a downtown loft or a closet full of designer clothes on a budget.

I could do it. I could workout for hours on end and count calories with precision. I could get closer, and closer, and closer, to my best physical self. I could, but I don’t actually want to.

I realized I spend every day fighting battles with myself. What I should do, and what I want to do are in constant contest.

I’ve decided to incorporate a simple idea into other areas of my life – to energize my daily routine by making small but meaningful changes. I’m going to accent my life.

Making friends in college is easy.

So you’re the youngest person in your office. You’re a 90s kid at heart. You graduated from college in this decade. You can’t relate to your co-workers’ stories about spouses or children or home ownership. You don’t have a wardrobe full of business wear acquired over the years. The veterans may not take you seriously yet but that doesn’t mean you can’t or shouldn’t be professional.