Making a Move

When is the right time to move on from something? Until we can’t take it anymore? When we look around and realize that the world around us is keeping us from being the best we can be?

Whether it’s our hometown or people that we’ve grown close to, deciding to move on into the unknown is a huge, unnerving step. Will it turn out well? The answer is that you’ll never know unless you take that risk.

I’m writing about this because I’ve decided to move on from my hometown and take a chance on living in New York City. There are a ton of different feelings going through my mind and body right now. When you’re leaving a way of life, you become confused, you question your motives, and everything becomes cloudy. I have that sinking feeling in my stomach because I’m going to miss people and certain routines that I’ve done my entire life living here. But I’m also excited at the same time because of the opportunity I’ve been given to live in a new city, meet new people, and experience new ideas.

If I’m putting myself through these myriad of feelings, then why leave? It’s been a dream of mine to live in another city, but there was always something holding me back, blaming a girlfriend, job, or house. While those were legitimate reasons, it was my maturity that held me back. I wasn’t ready to leave because I still had a lot of growing up to do; I wanted to run away from what was “holding” me back, instead of facing the issues and putting them to rest.

My desire to leave now is fulfilled by a purpose. Living here, it becomes like the movie “Groundhog Day” with Bill Murray; every day you experience the same faces, places, ideas and it becomes stagnant. Sometimes we need to expose ourselves to a different mindset and environment to broaden our living and thinking. It allows us to expand our network so if opportunities come about, people will think to discuss it with us or vice versa.

Sometimes you got to take a chance to see if all of the dreaming was worth it. I have a good feeling that it’ll be the experience of a lifetime. If it doesn’t work out, then I come back, know I took a chance and satisfied that I accomplished a dream.

I wouldn’t say I’m leaving forever, but it’s a goodbye for now.