For four years I’ve gone back and forth about where I should live. All the time thinking about what made the most sense. At the time, Madrid did: I was writing a book about hiking in Madrid, the editor of a magazine, writing about Madrid for different websites, etc. Well, the book is published, I’m no longer the editor, and although I still write about Madrid – it’s not enough to keep me there.
I went to Madrid to find a new way to look at the world. And, well, I found it. I was able to grow into my own, take the time to think about the life I want to live – what surroundings actually mean to me, and I accomplished all that I set out to do. So like with any challenge – you surpass it, and you move on to the next one.
Four years later – I get off the plane in New York. My Haitian cab driver welcomes me back to the city, and this is where I’m going to start the next phase / challenge of whatever is to come. What that is, I don’t really know.
This morning I poured myself a cup of coffee, took out a notepad, and wrote – Brooklyn 2011. The idea was to write down what I wanted to do while I was here, kind of like what I did when I moved to Madrid. Well, the notepad is next to my computer and it sits completely blank.
I may not have a clue what comes next, but starting with a blank page is pretty inspiring. I don’t know what’s out there – but I’m excited to find out. Let the experiences begin!by