I [heart] pdx
Right after I've set a date to leave this town (June 30, fyi), Portland puts on a show to make realize how much I'll miss it.
There's been glorious 70 degree weather, a day at the coast, $3 movies with beer, good conversations with acquaintances I have no intention of keeping in contact with (including one who did BVS 10 years ago and had good advice about the program). Today, a homeless man gave me flowers, picked from the park across the street, I'm sure. Do such things happen anywhere else?
A recent conversation with E hasn't helped matters. Apparently in Philly, it's impossible to buy beer at convenience stores (or anywhere else convenient) and there is a dearth of hummus. It precipated flashbacks to my college years: carrying an enormous jar of Adams Peanut Butter with me every time I left the Northwest. I'm not looking forward to such things.
Portland, how can you be so cruel? How can you be so fabulous for me in all areas except my 'career,' forcing me to leave a place I love in hopes of finding work I love? Frustrating.
posted by rachel @ 12:43 AM
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Why are you leaving?
There isn't much keeping me here, so it's time to have a grand adventure: lobbying for the rights or conscientious objectors in DC, working with a multiethnic women's group in Bosnia, working for Europe's largest peace group in London, something like that. It's time to do work that I would enjoy, that feels meaningful, where I'd get to apply a bit of my education.
Do you know what or where yet? Promise you won't disappear forever!
I could come visit you in London (in two years, but still).
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