The Chapter In Your Life EntitledPosted: March 30, 2014
I was in San Francisco for nearly three weeks, from mid-February to the beginning of March.
Now, I’m moving there.
Last Thursday, I accepted a job with design megafirm Gensler, with its San Francisco office’s marketing team. I’m terrified; excited; panicked about moving myself and my stuff across the country; worried about saving money; happy to know that in less than a month, I’ll be in the same city as my boyfriend; and thrilled to be working for a company I’ve had eyes for since I did that one-year stunt in architecture school.
Things have been so crazy that I haven’t had time to finish the giant post I started about my visit. I’ll revisit that later and likely repackage it with my observations from living out there once my life calms down.(Short notes: lines everywhere; cash-only places everywhere; surprisingly few Google Glass sightings; Free Gold Watch is the coolest; everything is naturally beautiful; it’s stupid-easy to enjoy San Francisco and I get why people fetishize it there.)
I’ve been in D.C. proper for four years, in the immediate metro area for five, and—save for my freshman year at University of Colorado—in the region for my entire life. I don’t take leaving here lightly, and wouldn’t be going if it weren’t for what I believe will be an incredible career experience. D.C. is the best place in the world. The people in my life are the best I never knew I was allowed to ask for. The thought of losing the closeness and easy social flow I’ve established here is devastating. But this move is a net good, I think—and who knows what might happen to you then?