I no longer harbor the desire to run away from my life by moving somewhere far away. I would like to attribute this to a new maturity and ability to deal with my problems instead of just leaving, but realistically, it's that I fought tooth and nail to survive and eventually find happiness in the city I ran away to in the first place.
I guess I'm also afraid of becoming too static, of staying here for too long and not "fulfilling my potential" or whatever, but I know I have to leave eventually.
I made a list of places I'd like to see when I was flying back from Europe. Let's see if I can remember them all:
Cinque Terre in Italy
the pyramids in Egypt
Scotland
Sicily
more cities in Spain
San Francisco
a Women's World Cup game, anywhere
the Amazon Rainforest
the Great Barrier Reef
Mayan ruins
Chicago
As far as where I'd like to live, I'm not ready to contemplate "where I want to end up." It's too final and too dependent on other factors. But I definitely want to move somewhere else after this year. Somewhere near the ocean, any ocean, for sure.
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