I'm dealing with several moderately pressing issues. First among them is the fact that I came to Seattle completely unprepared for the possibility that I would fall in love with the city itself. That happened, and the creeping truth is that I don't want to leave. I got here Friday night, woke up Saturday morning, and have been telling myself "one more day" since. You do the math. It's going to be difficult to separate what's best for me professionally from what's best for me mentally, and obviously, if I did decide to stay, Big Evil and I would have some pretty messy drama to work through, and fast. I still feel like my fortune lies down the coast, but there's so much here that's good for me. How do I reconcile that?
So. By the end of the day, I could either be packing to leave or apartment hunting downtown. But I have a feeling where I'll end up: sprawled lazily on the floor with my Very Most Favorite Boy, watching a movie with one eye and the skyline with the other, and thinking, "One more day".
I'll take "Extremely Torn" for One Jesus Kabillion, Alex
Posted by: Jesse at September 27, 2006 08:03 PMI knew it! It is an amazing place. But seriously, good luck deciding to stay or go. Either way, I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon. Much love.
Posted by: E at September 27, 2006 08:30 PMSeattle is mine, bitch! I saw it first!
Posted by: Chuck at September 28, 2006 09:57 AMYou know, Seattle's *awfully* close to Vancouver, The L.A. of Canadia(TM).
And Chuck, don't get your panties in a twist - in Seattle, you can have your very own Starbucks, all to yourself. It's a thing they're doing now.
Posted by: Bobo at September 29, 2006 10:02 AMWell, then GET OUT HERE and claim it, Chuckers.
Adam: *"Boston, California" joke*.
Love y'all.
Posted by: Holly at September 29, 2006 02:56 PM