*photo credit: Sheila K
New York.
10
years.
My first days here were in her midst and my last few here will be too.
It's been fitting to end this chapter in the place where so much of it
started.
But,
it is time to move. As Kerouac once wrote: "I saw that my life was a
vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted."
I've
had this itch for as long as I can remember and I'm going.
I've
quit my job and have a one-way ticket from Boston to Athens. I leave
October 11th.
It
is all quite loose from there. I have a list of places and things I've been dreaming
about and, well, I'm going.
Along
the way, I'll share what I'm up to and where I am. (I promise,
Mom.)
3
more weeks of work; then some family time and packing.
T-minus
24 days.
I'll
miss New York. But, man, am I excited for what comes next.
(NB - I'm still working on how to use this thing, so bear with me)
