Should I stay or should I go
I have been wrestling with a decision for several weeks. To stay in New York or take a job in Boston? I have a whole post written during the throes of my personal agony which it seems silly to post now. Now that I think of it there is a whole episode of the first season of “Felicity” that was devoted to this question as well. For different reasons of course.
Somewhere over the last month or two I fell in love with this place. I don't know what happened. I just know that it did. PS sighs when I tell her this and says that it's a clear case of stockholm syndrome.
I called everyone I know to talk to them about it. I asked everyone who called me about it. And finally last Thursday night I came to a decision. I almost backed out the next day but with a pep talk from the RM, I steeled myself, walked into the office and told them that I wanted to stay in New York.
Up to now I have been letting myself drift on the currents allowing them to take me wherever they may. Bending to the will of fate and the demands of others. But on Friday I planted my feet on the ground and made a decision. One decision. New York. I am not passing through. I am here.
I promise myself that it is the first of many decisions. Now is as good a time as any. I'll keep you posted on my progress.