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Wednesday July 27th, 2005 - 22:19

A friend who currently lives in China just emailed me congratulating me on my pending move back to Boston.

I'm not entirely sure how Josh found out I was moving, as I really haven't told that many people, but the entire concept made me laugh out loud.

It's probably safe to say that the cat is out of the bag.

So yes. If you haven't yet heard - I'm moving back to Boston.

The decision came rather rapidly. I went back for Rob's wedding and I decided to stay for a week to visit friends and family. I was struck at how much I missed the place, even though it was nine hundred and fifty-five thousand degrees out.

It's always tricky when you go back to visit someplace where you have a lot of friends. it tends to be kind of fast paced and busy, and you wonder why you left to begin with. But that's misleading. You wouldn't be this busy if you actually lived there. Everyone just misses you because you live three thousand miles away.

Regardless, I found myself remarkably comfortable in Boston. I'd missed the city, the people who lived there, my friends and family, pretty much everything. I was driving across the Mass Ave bridge, looking out over the Charles and heading into Cambridge, and I couldn't help but feel incredibly homesick.

I spent a fair amount of time hanging out with Karla and generally being goofy. I was thankful that she had air conditioning.

On Sunday, my friends threw me a BBQ thing and there was much entertainment and eating of cooked items. Andy had to go to the airport to pick up Jennifer, and I asked if I could tag along - mostly to drive his car as the only thing my rental was successful at was sucking all over itself.

On the way back from the airport, I casually mentioned that I was thinking of moving back, and the rest happened so fast I'm still wondering if I know exactly where I am at the moment.

To make a long and currently unfinished story short, I returned to Seattle and promptly gave my two weeks notice with my current job.

I've spent a lot of time thinking about the events leading up to my decision to move, and the core reasons behind my decision, and I'm pretty sure I'm making the right choice. It might be difficult for awhile, but the benefits outweigh the short-term hinderances.

I'm also mostly moving to Boston for a girl. But not just any girl. More on that later.

For now, I'm going to tear apart my apartment and try to figure out what I should be bringing with me and what should be thrown away. My last day of work is the 5th of August, and I plan on hopping in the car and driving across country (once again) on the 6th, so I don't have much time left.

With luck, I'll be able to organize some sort of going away party so I can see everyone one last time before I come back to visit, which I definitely will.

I spent two good years in Seattle, and it was great for many reasons, but my home is calling me and true to form, I must obey.


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