Goodbye, Austin
Austin was a sleepy little city in 1989. I arrived with a suitcase spilling over with vintage dresses, Mexican shirts, a clean set of sheets and a laundry basket with sundries and nothing else. My best friend and I were anxious to begin our lives and after a few weeks in town we wanted to find little jobs and settle into little homes of our own. After almost twenty-two years, I am leaving town, exiting with a few suitcases and a laundry basket of sundries.
Last night I joined some friends on Congress for First Thursday and finally felt just how much I will miss the place I called home, my way of life and my friends. However, I am more than excited about what lies ahead. While I always saw myself one day leaving Austin, no one else did and my news surprised many. It seems a bit of a daring move to some but I must admit that quitting my safe little job felt completely liberating. I am still waiting for that feeling of despair or regret or fear. It has yet to arrive. Maybe it won't.
I can finally leave Austin because I am able to find my way back into town when I am ready. I love this little city more than I know and will return with a renewed appreciation, I am sure, but there is a whole world out there. I'll let you know what I find.
3 Comments:
I was in Austin once, they have a great library for latin american studies. Best of luck - baci!
Brave, new world, brave new girl (or rather woman, so please excuse the choice of vocabulary, but girl rhymed :)
I wish you the best, & want you to know you are living out the dreams of many, many of us - thanks for allowing us to live vicariously through you!!
xxoo
all the best to you! new adventures sound thrilling. can't wait to hear more!
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