I tried. I failed. I can live with that.
Three weeks ago I was going nowhere, stuck in a dead end with no apparent way out. Then...
A light! Everything aligned! My landlord inexplicably put me on a month-to-month lease, after 4 years of 12-month leases, and I said, I said...
"Oh shit, I'd better call them and get myself on another one-year lease so I don't get kicked out. After all, the hipsters have discovered my SE Portland neighborhood so I'd better lock myself in while I can!"
But then after a second, I says to myself, I says...
...hey now, wait a minute.
Jump the fold.
Some people love New York, some people love heaven, some people love Disneyland, some people love Singapore, some people love Paris.
I love Philadelphia.
More than I can ever put into words. And always have, since I was a little boy over three decades ago and from the first minute I learned to even pronounce the word.
What a beautiful word. Call me whatever you want, but there's really no other place in the world I'd ever rather be. And the City takes my heart away every time I see it.
So wait, wait... could I could I could I???
Could I maybe end this failed experiment out here in Portland, where, okay it's a cool city, but ummm... I've only had like four good months out of the 60-something I've been here?
Yeah, okay. I tried. I failed. I can live with that. Time to move on.
There's an apartment available in Kensington, Philadelphia, and oh wait oh wait oh wait...
I want it! I got it!
Holy shit, I'm moving to Philadelphia in four weeks!!!
Something finally went right in my life for once, I'm gonna be a Philadelphian soon!!!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna hit the Reading Terminal Market in a few weeks, and when I leave I'm not gonna say, "I'll be back in a month or a year or two years."
Because this time, I'm gonna say - "The Market - Frankford El is gonna take me home in 15 minutes, and I can be back tomorrow or any other fucking day of my life because I live in Philadelphia! Whoo!!!!!!"
I'll never live in Jersey again, but ah shit I feel I'm coming home...
I still dig The Spinners!
Even though I'm from North Jersey, Philly's what I think about when I think of home. But hey, whatever. I understand...
I'll be home soon!
Welcome to Kensington, indeed. 34 days!!! :-D