I had no idea when the clock struck midnight on December 31 turning us over to this new year that it would go like this. Its been a wild ride and I know I haven't been there to document it like I used to. For that dear reader I apologize. I knew at the beginning of the year there was change coming and I knew I was going to have to do something. I had become stagnant and too complacent in life. Now as I reflect on the past 6 months and all that has transpired I can say that I made the right choices in my life. As faith would demonstrate, once I started making those decisions to change and actually live this life things started to open up for me in the most positive ways. Life has been rewarding and the opportunities I've had have been great. In the coming months I will be endeavoring to write more and tell you all about what has gone on in my life but for now there are two things I want to share with you.
First, the rumors and speculation are all true. Very soon I will departing this city I've made my home. At first I was reluctant to move to Boston given its expense and the prospect of living with a roommate. Fortune favored me as I was able to find both a good apartment and a better roommate. I love this city and know that there will never be a place quite like it. From hanging out at the Middle East, to watching the game at Fenway, taking the T in to South Station, sitting in the common reading or strolling down the public gardens in spirited debate I have loved every minute of it. Now though that time has come to a close and as November 1 closes in around us. I will be moving on to the mother of all cities; New York City.
Intimidating yes, but the greater the risk the bigger the reward. I've already started to carve up ever so small slices of the Big Apple to explore, and where I thought my experiences in Boston were numerous I am positive that New York will be limitless. It may be the hight of hubris to say this but I think New York needs me. While I'd never be able to tame such a fierce animal, I at least want to stand up and look in its eyes.
Last before I break for the day I want to share something with you all. Months ago when I left my work a friend of mine gave me a postcard, and on it was transcribed a quote that I've carried around with me in all my travels these past months. The quote was from Ernest Hemingway and it's been my creedo for my current adventures. I would like to share it with you in the hopes that in some way you will be able to understand and experience the same things that I have in my life.
"In going where you have to go, and doing what you have to do, and seeing
what you have to see, you dull and blunt the instrument you write with.
But I would rather have it bent and dulled and know I had to put it on the
grindstone again and hammer it into shape and put a whetstone to it, and know
that I had something to write about, than to have it bright and shining and
nothing to say, or smooth and well oiled in the closet, but unused."
