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Saturday, October 2, 2010

New York

I've decided to move to New York. If not L.A., it was always going to be the Big Apple. I feel a pull now that I cannot ignore. A pull from the east and a willingness from within to respond.

I was laid-off from my new job last week. I am left here with the beauty I created in Blush, and the memories of a decade in Seattle. My efforts to succeed as an artist in Seattle has brought me a rich life full of friends and countless victories, and I am now ready to do it all over again, in a much larger city. Beautiful New York.

View of Manhattan from Roosevelt Island. I snapped this with friends in June.

Pandora Radio just surprised me with a song from my past... Jesus, etc. from Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot. I dug through all my CD's and can't find the whole album. I had it, I swear. I desperately want it to be the backdrop to my afternoon. That album come out during one of the most influential times in my life. I was 21 years old.

I was working at the Experience Music Project as Digital Imaging Specialist. My mentor and I would listen to Wilco, Interpol, Buddy Holly, Jimi Hendrix, etc. on full blast, rocking around the photo studio, every day. This was a time when I first fell in love, I lived with my amazing sister in Queen Anne, and I met my hero, Annie Leibovitz. Hearing that song took me back to that place, and I wanted to stay.

Pandora has already moved on to Belle & Sebastian, a melody from a similar time.

I'm now surrounded by the beauty and familiarity of my current Seattle apartment. The view is gorgeous. The leaves surrounding the church-tower have begun to turn red. I wonder if I will be here to watch them fall.

I look around the interior, and am quite overwhelmed by the amount of furniture I have acquired. What I will need to start over? Is it good to leave it all behind?

In this decision to leave Seattle, I have already chosen what it is I will take with me. The things that make me who I am, and the friendships and love I have grown into all of these years.

The things I will take are not things at all. They are in my body and heart, and will forever be cherished.

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