No Regrets

So I left a decently paying, secure job, a relationship, ... a life to move back to Boston and go to school. It seems like a silly thing now even though when I made the decision I didn't know the economy would be in the shambles that it now is. However no matter how I turn it over in my head, no matter the underlying, chronic stress it causes me it was absolutely the right decision. There are things that I miss about the other life I created and then left, however... Every day I feel it right down to the center of my being that I am meant to be back here in MA. The T, the buildings, the weather, the walking... I am home. I never knew I could relate so strongly to a place, but I am East Coast/New England/MA/Boston to the bone. I wasn't raised in Boston, so I'm not all extra Boston savvy in that regard. I did come up near by and then attended college in town.

I guess it's good that I feel so strongly about being home because I'm here now and who the hell knows what the next couple of years will bring! But I am home with all the Boston Sports, Dunkin Donuts and Fluff glory! Amongst all the other wonderful Boston-ness!