I managed to pull off a cross-country move from New York to California.
I’d been living in Brooklyn since 2016 but in recent years had been missing my home state of CA and the people who were still here (many of my closest friends and family). My life in NYC was becoming increasingly hermetic and anxious. I didn’t enjoy the city “energy” anymore, I wanted to find peace and comfort and spend more time in nature. So at some point this summer I vowed to escape the east coast before another winter set in.
It wasn’t an easy move — I had to find a new job to be fully remote and able to relocate, had to buy a car at just about the worst time in history to buy a car, had to figure out how to move all my stuff and myself, etc. etc. I was very fortunate to have a best friend who flew across the country to join me for the road trip back out west, and once I got here I was lucky to land an apartment just a short walk from both my little sister and that same best bud.
So now I’m unpacking boxes and rebuilding a little world for myself, still wrapping my head around the fact that I made it here and a new chapter has begun. Lots to look forward to in 2023. Here’s a pic of my friend and I on the road in the stunningly beautiful land of Moab, UT — I think you can tell by our haircuts which one of us has a mortgage and which has a modular.