SnapDragon shares her personal journey into the Great Wide Open.
I moved to Philadelphia a decade ago.
A few hours after college graduation, I packed my Chevy Corsica to the brim with clothes, CDs, and handful of novels waiting to be read. Then I hit the road for my new home.
I had decided early on that I wanted my own place. No roommates; that was a college thing. This was my time for solitude, for Official Adulthood, and I was determined to make it work.
And I did.
Nestled near Rittenhouse Square, my place was tiny but clean. As I waited for my furniture to be delivered, I wandered. I strolled. I took in those city streets and felt my heart rejoice.
It was the beginning of something good.
. . .
I firmly believe it is a Rite of Passage for a person to live alone.
When the day is done, and your door to the outside world closes, it’s just you. You and your thoughts. You and your true self. It’s a time to discover who you really are.
It’s quiet. It’s a bit unnerving.
But it’s so worth it.
The five years (and change) I spent in Philly was My Time.
. . .
I achieved my dream of teaching High School in the city; I stayed for six complete school years.
To say it was challenging would be nothing short of an insult to the experience. But that’s a story for another day.
I was a Teacher. I was a Grad Student. I was an Explorer of My Favorite City.
I think back to the fun: The drunken nights; the Phillies Games; Lorenzo’s Pizza; the park; my turtles; frozen yogurt with a ridiculous amount of rainbow jimmies; used book stores; Lush body products; Independence Hall; Indie rock shows; Old-Fashioned cocktails; Ikea; The Italian Market; Dunkin’ runs; getting lost.
And of course, there were down times: Anxiety; work stress; heartbreak.
But that’s all a part of life, Dear Reader.
. . .
My time in Philly will always be a part of me.
I had a dream and I made it happen.
It may sound like I’m bragging. You’re goddamn right I am.
Because the days slip past at a frightening rate, love.
Only we can choose how to spend them.
So I say go for it.
Go for it!
What do you have to lose?
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