A lot has happened in the past few days. I found out just how uncomfortable my parents, my father in particularly, are about the prospect of me moving to Boston. It looks like I'm going to have to put the breaks on my plan. I'm not giving up moving into the city all together, in fact I'm giving up at all. Instead I came back with a counter offer of Chicago. It's in the midwest, it's closer than Boston, and it's cheaper because it's not on the East Coast. My dad didn't have a "meltdown" so that's looking like more of a possibility. I'm still going to live in Boston, and I assured my mom that I wasn't settling for something I didn't want. Although Boston in undoubtedly my favorite city do to it's history along with a few other things, Chicago has always been in the back of my mind. It's a city far enough away to where I doubt I'll know anyone, but it's close enough so if something happens my parents can get to me. It's strange how things work out, but I just can't move to a city so expensive and so far away, not with the way it makes my parents feel. I've never been that selfish. So I'm going to file the dream of living in Boston away, and it will happen when it's meant to. I know where I'm supposed to be and I'll get there one day, just not right now. So until then there's another great city, Chicago. I'm going to explore the possibilities with that.
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You know I happen to love spending a few days here and there in Chicago, I'll have to come visit when you get there!
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