To leave a place you’ve know as home for over 20 years, and to start from the beginning. What a concept! I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately, and realized that it’s time to stop talking about it and start doing it. I have finally been given the wisdom that something must be done, and I now have the courage to start the process.
After a short vacation to the state of Colorado to visit a friend, and a trip to NYC for work, traveling to places like Nashville, West Palm, and Detroit I have come to the decision that this will be my last year in Atlanta. I am determined to make it the best year yet.
It’s time to move on. I have no one, or nothing holding me back. The job hunt has begun. I have been going through the motions of life for months now, feeling like I’m missing something. I guess some could say I’m running away, but I like to think of it as starting over. I don’t love the city like others do, and I’m bored. Bored of my surroundings, the type of people, and the traffic.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what constitutes somewhere as, “home.” I moved back here after college because my family is here, I had an internship, the house I grew up in is here. I feel comfortable, too comfortable. Atlanta is home. However, once my parents move to California, there’s not much left for me here. I do have a great job, my sister, and friends that I’ll be leaving behind, but it’s not enough to keep me around because I know they’ll always be in my life.
I went to college in a place where I didn’t know a soul. I left with friendships that are some of the most important to me, and will last a lifetime. I make it a priority to visit those friends as much as I can. I am absolutely positive I will do the same with my friends in Atlanta. Traveling to visit my people is one of my favorite things!
Where to go?
DC – my place of birth. Most of my family is in the area, and the Redskins. My love for the Redskins drives this decision. My dream of owning the team is still alive! I don’t know many people up there, but enough to feel comfortable with moving there. It snows.
NYC – there’s no place like it. So fast-paced, everything is open, it’s an endless playground of amazing adventures. Plus, I could transfer within my company (huge bonus). It also snows.
Denver – the front-runner right now. The pace of life is slower and more laid back than most places. There’s always something to do, no matter the time of year. The people are so nice. Forget southern hospitality, Denver beats it. Everyone is in shape, always active, and chill. Those are my kind of people. I only know one person out there, which is terrifying, but exhilarating at the same time. It totally snows here too.
Those are my top three. I’m also considering Montana, Arkansas, and Maine.
My opportunities as a single 25 year old are endless, and life is too damn short to be bored. I have this theory that things haven’t been working out for me because this isn’t where I’m meant to be. Goodbye Atlanta, hello…TBD.