Leaving New York, Two Years Later

Sitting inside The Blind Tiger—a place where I've shared so many precious moments with my wife—I reflect on two years ago today. I packed a tiny shipping container, left what could not fit on the side of Washington St., and my family and I left New York City for Franktown, Colorado, a place you've probably never heard of.

Many days, I do not regret leaving. Colorado offers many things that make it a wonderful place to live. However, sadness does visit me from time to time. I'm learning to regard it as a good thing. I often tell my kids that sadness insinuates meaning. Life is filled with choices, and many times, these decisions aren't easy. 

As my emotions about the move have receded, I've begun to understand my connection to the city. For many, the love for New York points to its rich culture, energy, incredible diversity, food, and endless things to do. But my true passion for the city is more profound. Living in the city is so different from just visiting. Over time, I found that in the chaos of the city, my mind and soul were at peace. 

For many reasons, I am a massive fan of the movie The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. I relate to his nature of "wandering" within his mind, seeking adventure because his real life doesn't mirror his desires. In many ways, I can relate. Day-to-day routines often feel monotonous and lack adventure, leading to my feelings of discontentment and restlessness.

In the film, when Walter starts to live an adventurous life, he's asked if he still daydreams. His answer resonates with how I felt in New York: "less." The city kept my mind engaged, so there was no need to daydream. 

The city offers a unique peace to my restless soul. New York's vibrancy doesn't consume me; it forms a harmonious backdrop to my inner chaos. My idea of relaxation included long walks, biking through neighborhoods, spending time at the local restaurants and parks, people-watching, and interacting with strangers, which provided the comfort I craved. 

New York City champions individuality; for most, you are defined more by your day-to-day interactions than any societal association. Those who truly know me understand that freedom and independence are my core values, and this city gave me that. 

Standing two years removed from my life in New York, the city still has the same effect on me. It reflects my inner self, offering diverse interactions and allowing me to live outside a confined bubble. But today, I find contentment in Colorado. The future is uncertain, but I am grateful for my time in New York City and the opportunities to go back and visit.