People don’t think I’ll go. I know I get obsessive and get ideas in my head and they never leave…but that doesn’t mean that I won’t follow through on these ideas.
For months I’ve gone back and forth. I want to move to London. I want to move to Boston. I want to move to DC. I want to move to Baltimore. I want to move to San Diego. I want to move to New York. Yes, I’m all over the place, but the one constant here is my desire to move away, and start fresh somewhere new. Somewhere not here. Somewhere greater than 100 miles away from here.
So when I finally get a job in Manhattan, I will be moving there and I hope the people who told me they didn’t think I would actually follow through on it are full of surprise, delight, and excitement for me. Because honestly? I can’t wait to feel all those things as the reality of my changing life hits me on my way out.