Sunday, October 16, 2011

On moving, again

Awoke this a.m. at 5:00, anxious and a bit disconcerted about my day's plan. I'm off to Philly (8:00 a.m. bus) to check out apartments. After a night's sleep, all I can say is, What was this home girl thinking?

I love concocting plans about where I'll live--how I'll commute to my New York work life--then whisk myself away to a place that's quieter where 400 square feet is affordable. But, in the early morning hours, these plans don't feel right.

Which leads me to, should moving away from the place I've lived my entire life feel right? How do I know the difference between anxiety and a bad idea? (Hopefully this comes to me before I sign a lease.)

Sometimes I erect very high fences, when it's completely unnecessary.

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