On Leaving New York, For Now.

 

Preface: written @ the end of Feb. 2018

The thought of leaving brings me a wave of peace like resurfacing from a crashing wave that keeps demolishing me; taking me deeper into the sea.

Like resurfacing after the pulverizing waves, the thought of moving is like an ending to a movie I thought would never cease, both from a positive and negative spin.

I keep envisioning myself as the salmon swimming against the current, going up upstream when all the other fish are going downstream. Their focus is laser sharp. They know where they are headed; they know the general direction they are going to. Swimming, moving, strategic. This my friend is my experience in NY. My battle with the current is over. I need to swim to shore because I am drowning.

 

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