Fare thee well

11 years on this street that I’ve loved, coming home for one last night. Fare thee well, old chum..jpg

I listened to the "Making Oprah" podcast last summer, which marks the 30th anniversary of the launch of the Oprah Winfrey Show. In one episode, the host, Jenn White, asks Oprah if she had been scared to leave everything she knew behind when she first moved to Chicago to start the show. And Oprah, being Oprah™, gives her a wise and simple answer: "Everybody knows that there's a time that comes in your life when where you are is no longer where you're supposed to be."

Oprah, man. When I heard that, I had to sit down on a bench and think about it for a while. I'm not sure everybody does know this. But you're lucky if you do, if you can hear that voice and are able to follow it. I worked hard, sure, but I've been lucky every step of the way.

On New York: I loved living here until I didn't. That's not a crime, or a mistake, it's just the way life works. In the words of my best hero: "I chose, and my world was shaken. So what? The choice may have been mistaken, the choosing was not. You have to move on."

So New York: stay cool. I will visit often. I will not miss your subways or figuring out how to get from A to B and back again on the weekends when my station was always closed. Pull it together already. People need to be places.

xoxoxo, kg