I've decided to leave Cambridge at the end of next semester, in 8 months. This area has been such a wonderful home to me; Randomites, ESGers, Scadians, Olinites, Rockies: you've each been a family to me beyond my wildest imagination (not to mention my actual family, who I’ll miss horribly). I love every one of you, and it hurts just imagining leaving, but I'm due.
This January, I'm heading to South America-- to Argentina, Brazil, and Chile-- to check out the scene there. Maybe Costa Rica too, if I can fit it in. Come with me! Talk to me before December and we’ll make plans.
Come June, I'll either leave for there or Europe, or possibly points further out. I might get an apartment, a job, a girlfriend whose language I don't understand, or I might stick to the road, doing computer work remotely and building up my travel blog business. Probably both.
I have no clue how long I'll be there. There are a million reasons I might come back to the states. But if I do, I'll probably head to the left coast, to San Francisco or Seattle. I might come back to Boston (for a million reasons), but not for a couple years at least.
Eight months seems like such a short time, with so much to do, and so few chances for the things I like most. A few more rocky after-parties to host, fewer salons than I have digits, a class to teach, learning to drive. I'm making a list of what I need to do before I leave-- poke me if you want to be on it!