A Drop in the Ocean

30 08 2008

Well, I can say with some certainty that the 30 day challenge works.  It’s 4 am, I’m working on 23 hours now with no sleep and I have a mild buzz from going out this evening.  Even with all that, the one thing that was on my mind when I was driving home was “I can’t go to sleep because I don’t want to break my streak.”   So hear I lay, in bed, exhausted, and writing to keep the challenge streak going on my way to 30 straight days of serious writing.
I had originally planned to write another political entry because that seems to be all the rage in the news tonight.  I might wait until tomorrow for that.  I know that I have at least two more political topics that are stirring in my head, but there’s plenty of time.  I feel like taking a break and diversifying my portfolio a bit.

I decided about 8 months ago that I wanted to move.  I live in New York and I’ve been here for the better part of the last 7 years.  I’ve lived in the Midatlantic region of the country all my life.  I don’t remember what exactly triggered this thought, but somehow I got to thinking about how insignificant my life had been to that point.  It kind of popped into my head that, man, I really knew nothing about anything.  So right there I pledged to make a significant move.  I decided to stay in the US because I think that there’s plenty of culture and diversity here that I haven’t seen that I really want to experience that before I move on to the rest of the world.  It still really amazes me to consider that there are still parts of the country that have deep seeded racism or areas that are significantly conservative or that the experience of small town living where everyone knows everyones name still exists.  I don’t know if I necessarily want to live within any of those things, but it’s the kind of thought that makes you feel really small.

I’m utterly determined to really experience life before I settle down to family life.  Most people just live and are content to occupy their little part of the world in isolation.  I just can’t do that.  I won’t do that.  A person can wake up, not get out of bed, and simply lay there all day until the sun goes down and say that they lived life.  Who wants to just live life?  I want to live a life where people look back and say that I experienced my life.

So I’m going to move.  I’m going to go to a place that’s different from where I’ve been.  It’ll be a place that will probably shock my system for a while because maybe the weather is different or the people aren’t rude.  Maybe I’ll hate it and want to leave after living there for 3 months.  At least I can say that I’ve had that experience.  I know that I’ve certainly had plenty of jobs that sounded fun on paper and then sucked once I acutally go the job and went to work.  Even given that, I wouldn’t give up those experiences for anything.

So where am I going to move?  I honestly don’t know.  I’ve considered a number of places out west: Las Vegas, Phoenix, Denver, various cities in Texas, and even coming back east, Charlotte and other areas of North Carolina.  They’re all very different from each other, but more importantly, they’re all very different from where I am now.  That’s what’s important.

If you happen to have any suggestions or feedback on great places to live, please leave me a comment or send me a message.

Day 8, and still going strong.




2 responses

5 09 2008

Don’t move to DC

8 09 2008

We’ve discussed… my vote is Denver (because I’ve been there and it seemed cool) and Charlotte (because it’s cheaper and would be a completely different experience).

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