It's been awhile since I last blogged (a month!), and it's been a whirlwind month. I have:
- traveled to Boston, the Bay Area, Philadelphia, and New York
- had some job interviews in the Bay Area
- signed a lease with a friend for an apartment in Berkeley
- eaten out a ton, allowing me to reconnect with countless friends from all parts of my life
- slept in many different beds
- ridden on planes, trains, buses, and cars
- packed up all my belongings into two moving containers to be shipped cross country
- experienced the mixed emotions of watching the 117th Boston Marathon
- been to a pig roast
- presided at a wedding
- done my laundry twice
- reached the seventh week of my C25K training, now running a straight 25 minutes!
- made the official decision to move out to the Bay Area
It's been a busy and productive month. And now my time in Boston is coming to a close after 14 years. I came to Boston to go to graduate school; and over the last 14 years, I have (note: as I have shared before, I love lists, and it seems apropos in this entry where I'm reflecting a bit on this past time period, so bear with me!)
- lived in six places
- had three full time jobs and a few part-time gigs here and there
- put in countless volunteer hours working on projects and initiatives with amazing teams of people, mostly on issues in the Asian American community
- had great meals in restaurants and in people's homes
- participated in three, maybe four, different CSAs
- bought a car, my trusty 2000 Honda Accord
- been on lots of weekend retreats, with youth and adults (I think over 20…)
- grown my hair out and cut it short again
- picked up yoga
- watched lots of teens grow up before my very eyes, where many of them are now getting married, having kids, making a difference in the world
- mentored and been mentored
- met and become part of many people's lives, people I now consider family
The last time I left a place where I really felt connected and sad to leave was in college, 17 years ago. But then it wasn't really a choice. We had graduated, and it was time to leave. Now, I make this choice to leave voluntarily, not because of anything bad that is pushing me out. In fact, I have much to keep me here– namely, the people I know and love here.
I've made the decision to leave Boston because I'm ready for a new challenge, to take on a new city and see what I can make of myself and my surroundings. To push myself out of my comfort zone and build new things: work, relationships, community, space. I've never been one to do things “traditionally,” and I wonder what the future holds.
I'm looking forward to settling back down in a new place, cooking my own meals again and having a regular schedule. It's been an amazing 8 months traveling and exploring, but I'm definitely done with the living out of a suitcase, eating at restaurants, not having my own bed, and spending money that comes with traveling.