I'm using this space to say thank you to those whose lives became intertwined with mine throughout this past decade, for better or for worse (for me, mostly the former; for them, mostly the latter). This was a solitary journey for the majority of the years, yet I didn't do it on my own.
For a variety of reasons over the years, I've held on to a great many items. Some for practical purposes, some because they function as a surrogate for my memory and, yes, even some for sentimental reasons. It happens.
If the next 9 months in Boston are anything like the last 3, it's going to be difficult to say goodbye. I can't imagine a better problem to have.
My original plan had been for me to leave in the afternoon for Philadelphia, but it quickly became apparent that there was too much to see and do in the District.
I left Nashville early and headed towards North Carolina. Charlotte was my first city. I had no clear reason to pick Charlotte as the first city of the 10 Cities Project, and that's because when I started doing this, there was no project.
After finding a cheap hotel for Monday night, my second day in Nashville began.
It's a rainy Sunday afternoon, the last day of September, bringing to a conclusion the first month of my year in New Orleans. 1/12th of a year over and where am I?Time goes slow in these first few months. On one hand, as each day passes in which I haven't landed a permanent job (well, … Continue reading September is over.
The End (of my year in Seattle) Is Nigh Whew! 365 days can sure fly. I have less than two weeks until I move from Seattle to New Orleans, exactly a week until my last day of work and not enough hours in the day to do everything I wanted to do before I left … Continue reading Friends