Don’t look back, you’re not going that way.
It’s Sunday night and I feel at peace. I am going through major life changes now, but, really, when aren’t we going through life changes? Anyway, I’ll post more later but I recently realized that I was living in New York and working like CRAZY, but wasn’t living a balanced life and wasn’t living a life that prioritized my values. I needed a shift and I knew I couldn’t focus in New York so I took time off from work and went HOME. I hadn’t been home in a year and a half and whoa, it was the best. Firstly, I my parents are the best so I loved spending as much time with them as possible. Secondly, I realized how wonderful my home town is; I mean, the Pacific Ocean AND the mountains? Yes, please! Thirdly, I realized that I was BEYOND burnt out and couldn’t imagine going back to work. This third realization totally freaked me out. WORK was my reason for staying in New York. WORK was what everyone is searching for in New York. But, as much as I tried to ignore it, WORK was slowly making me miserable. The highlight of my day was my morning session at the gym or meal prep NOT the board meetings, or the corporate atmosphere. So what did I do? I flew back to freezing New York and quit. Yes, I quit my first ‘career’. It’s been one week since I put in my resignation and honestly, I couldn’t be more at peace. It feels like a weight has lifted, but, I’d be lying if I told you that I didn’t have a daily momentary panic attack when I question WHAT DID I JUST DO?! However, this feeling is quickly reasoned with my reality check of where my life was headed if I stayed on that track. Now, I’m packing up my life in New York and at the end of the month I’m heading home! Yes, my quiet island life is going to take some adjusting, but the support and love of my family is something that I’d be crazy to be 3,000 miles away from for any longer. I’ll desperately miss my street coffee, The Dollhouse, The Hudson River and the general chaos, clutter and craziness of the city, but this city has taught me more about myself than I would have ever guessed. So, with two more weeks in the city that never sleeps, I’ll be packing, praying and of course, pacing the great avenues that cover this magical and unforgettable place.
SO, here’s to Soul Searching in the City that Never Sleeps!