twenty-something

In a flurry and a hurry, I left New York City. Summer is over and I'm back in Vermont for a short while, before I move to Boston. Even as I'm still processing my time in Manhattan, I'm already appreciating it more and more. I would have never imagined myself doing it -- quiting my job, leaving Burlington, living in NYC and then in Boston -- at the start of 2006 and I don't have a single regret about any of it. It's been an adventure that I desperately needed. And here comes the fall.

Good night, New York. Our affair was brief this time, and perhaps doomed from the start, but I'll always think of it fondly.