I'm leaving; it's time for a change. I really love Seattle, and I'll come back, but things feel a bit stagnant. I will miss everyone here very much- I have a lot of great people I'll be leaving; but life in Seattle the past couple years hasn't been fabulous (though I'm not intimating that there haven't some great times), so I'm turning over a new leaf.
This sounds kind of like a breakup letter to Seattle.
Seattle, we're not breaking up, we're just on A Break. And I will always, always be faithful to you. I will never, ever believe that any other city has more intelligent, humorous, though down-t0-earth citizens. I will never praise any other town's espresso over yours (well, american towns- we didn't invent it in the US, after all). I will never be convinced that there is any other city that has as stunning natural surroundings, and so close to the metropolitan area. If I do, you can write me off at that point; I am not deserving of you. But I won't, so don't give my seat away.
If you've not heard me belabor the point already, you may ask... where? What place, what city, what locale are you embarking on this affair with?
Good question- I'm not entirely positive. I'm not sure which is my better option, but it's looking like New York City. Paris is still in the running, but my options might be better in NYC. Not only do I have a good job assured there, but I have some very good, close friends in the city who would be my instant support circle.
However, anyone who knows me knows my longstanding love affair with France, especially Paris. It's my goal to get myself there at least once again to spend a significant amount of time in the city of lights and cheese and love and Amelie, and I'm not getting any younger. New York might be a stepping stone to Paris, really, if I end up there first, so why not go straight there if I can? I've found a couple of very interesting firms in Paris.
There are a lot of reasons to go either way, really. My friends aren't going to be in NYC forever. Having a guaranteed job in NYC, and likely my moving expenses paid for, is an opportunity that is good as well and won't be around forever. After all of the difficulties of the past couple years, I'm hesitant to isolate myself in a new career/culture/language so far from my support circle and what I'm familiar with. However, I do want to settle down and get married/have children someday, and I kind of view the moving and the long-term international as something that will slow down if not end when that time comes, so I can't stretch this out forever. I'd like to eventually raise my own children here, and as much as I am impressed by those who have children later in life, I don't want to have my kids past thirty-five. I argue with myself about what I need at this point- how cautious, how exciting, how independent, how brave do I want to be in this move?
(If you're coming Friday, feel free to give your thoughts.)
In all respects, I'll be leaving in October. Yes, cats and all...I might be leaving the left coast, I might be leaving the country. It's very exciting. Turn On The Bright Lights.
At some point I'm going to have to tell my bosses and coworkers this. Which isn't an exciting thought.
2 comments:
so maybe i've been drinking. and so maybe i have to be at work in 6.5 hours. i just wanted to say that i don't know what "demenager" means but that's okay. and if you don't move to nyc, that's okay too. i will still love you - only if you promise to let me visit you in paris...i've never been there. and i don't speak french either. le sigh.
oh, Me. I will miss and love you always.
And I hope you've been drinking. There's no excuse for you not to be.
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