This morning I awoke to a call from my best friend chanting “Re-evaluate before it’s too late, Re-evaluate before it’s too late!”. This was her attempt to persuade me into moving out to Colorado, to where she has called home for the past four years. I have to admit, I’m very tempted. My lease is up in 30 days, my job is progressively getting worse as my co-workers are dropping like flies, and I have yet to win the lottery and dig myself out of debt. I’ve spent the first half of my day at work daydreaming of a life-less-complicated. I picture hiking in the summer, skiing all winter, working as a barista in a coffee shop, having a bigger apartment with a backyard, hanging out with hippies and mountain shredders alike, and concerts at Red Rocks ampitheatre… The only thing holding me back here in NYC is that I just (FINALLY) started going back to school. Classes began this week and I’m so excited. This is the long-overdue escape I’ve been needing. There is also one other thing that keeps me grounded, and that’s my family and friends. I don’t think the quietest mountain town, with the most friendly and laid-back people could bring me the same comfort and joy that those closest to me do. So for now, I’m staying an east coast girl where my backyard may be a view of the 99th street bus terminal, but at least I get to live in the greatest city in the world.