Similar to my recent experience moving from Boston to Olympia, WA.
A decade ago I moved from northern Virginia to a small town in Colorado with just a carful of belongings. I left behind a marriage and a job and joined some good friends who were living what I saw as a conscious and sane life. A part of me was looking for time in the mountains to deprogram and start afresh. With more space and quiet, in a gentler town, perhaps I could get down to some wiser ways.
Did that happen? In many ways it did. The East is so dense with people, buildings, and culture that a girl sometimes can’t separate her own values out from those of the society. In the cacophony, the quick pace, the getting and spending, one doesn’t even have time to think. The attitudes of society soak in through her pores and affect her thoughts and behavior.
When I settled in Colorado, I…
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