At least once a year for the past 16 years, I have thought about moving to new york city.
To do theatre- study music- be in a more interesting place- follow a boy: those were the reasons I had considered moving there.
Today, I think I have made my decision- not to new york.
Its not that I couldn't make it, don't want to make it, or don't fantastically adore the city-
But I just don't think that new york is calling my name. And if it is... Its too faint to hear right now above the call of chicago.
I think that's where I may end up next.