Should I stay or should I go?!

Friday afternoon, I was asked if I was interested in staying in Seattle for another contract by my recruiter (3 more months, which will put me here until December). It made me take a step back and really think if I could be happy in this new city for essentially half a year. I had absolutely no clue. It felt way too soon to make that decision and it was overwhelming to think that far ahead. I know that in itself sounds ridiculous. You’re probably thinking, “Emily, that is in two short months and it is time to decide.” Changing cities and travel has made my life pretty transient. Especially being a single person, I’m able to make choices freely and independently. I try to make decisions based on how I feel and not on a timeline. My body tends to know when it’s time to leave before my mind does. It gets restless and cranky. Then it takes my brain a week or two to catch up. To realize that it is time to move on. Currently I’m at peace here in Seattle. I feel safe in my new apartment. I’m meeting new people. I’m even adding more onto my adventure to-do list. Yet I still was unsure! I just didn’t have anything yet to keep me here. I also didn’t have anything to say goodbye to yet. Maybe in that simple thought I had made my decision. In each city I live in, I want to leave a part of my heart there. Through travel and sobriety, I have discovered the depth of my love and how far it can stretch. I want to fall in love with each city. Collect more friends to be part of this new second family I’m creating. I want my goodbye to a city to be slightly difficult. I want to feel a goodbye and not simply leave. I want to look back as I go and smile, knowing that I will probably be back someday.

… so I said yes to staying