Scene and heard

Sean has been here to pick up my stuff. He was going to drive me home, but couldn’t get back this weekend. So I sit here in my nearly empty Brookline room, writing my final blog entry actually in Boston. I certainly have a few recollections that I will be writing in the coming days, but they will be written 215 miles from here in the comfort of my Brooklyn Apartment.

Brookline is so lovely, I will miss it; as I will most certainly miss Boston itself. Great City; really nice people; fun culture; the energy of I don’t know how many thousands of College students; sports nuts; drivers who stop for you when you are crossing the road where you aren’t supposed to; Standish Mellon and my former colleagues, including Kelly who is absolutely one of the best managers I’ve ever had; my new, good friend, Heidi; the funky Green Line on the T.

What I won’t miss? 2 5+ hour commutes each week; never being able to fully relax on or enjoy the day I leave New York for here; not sleeping in my bed or being around my stuff; having too little time and inclination to actually do things when I’m home; feeling as if I can’t actually plan my life or think about a relationship.

So as this chapter ends, am I entering a new chapter or merely an interlude? I’ll let you know when I do!