Losing Sight of the Shore

I came to the realization this morning that this might actually be my last full weekend in New York City. Of course, panic set in. I mean, next weekend I'll be in DC (HOPEFULLY with a job offer on the table). Apartment hunting and then coming back to pack up the last 3 1/2 years of my life. I LOVE NYC. But I can't imagine my affair with her is over. I have so many awesome friends here that I can come visit anytime. It's only 3 hours away. I don't need to freak out THAT much, right?

My Labor Day weekend wasn't exactly what I'd planned for, but then that pretty much describes all of 2009 for me anyway. I didn't do much, but I did get to hang with Peri at Brother Jimmy's on the UWS and get some South In My Mouth. Charleston Tea AP to be exact. It was good to release a little tension. I mean, aren't I basically living the 3 biggest life stressors right now? ALL AT THE SAME TIME?
1. new relationship
2. moving to a new city
3. no job/possible new job

It's a little overwhelming, but I suppose if I can just pull and keep it together for a few more weeks then I will be rewarded in an amazing way. My rewards?
1. new relationship
2. moving to a new city
3. possible new job

On the front end, STRESS. On the back end, HAPPINESS. Weird how that all works out.

My mind still can't fully commit to the move, mostly because I'll miss my friends, my neighborhood, the vastness of the city. Swig with Molly for day drinking. The linguine at Panorama. Coney Island with Moira. The fact that there are no STRIP MALLS and no overload of CHAIN restaurants. But again, it's not like I'm moving to Nebraska! I hear that DC has a ton to offer. It'll be an adventure, an exploration! And I'll have an amazing guy by my side to ease the fear.

Thanks so much to all of you who have written and told me that you love DC and have given me ideas and suggestions. It really makes it easier.

"Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has
the courage to lose sight of the shore"
~Andre Gide - French writer, humanist and moralist
1947 nobel prize for literature, 1869-1951