It's been a long time coming, my leaving Vancouver. If I'd gone ahead with grad school, leaving would have been implicit. I decided not to go, which was the right choice, but that meant I stayed here, which wasn't. The timing seems pretty ideal, all told; I don't own property, I don't have a boyfriend, or a career track I feel wedded to. All those things sound like negatives, but the silver lining is that I'm completely untied. I can't imagine a time when I'll feel so untied again, so I want to take advantage of it when I can.
It's not that I've regretted my time here at all, it's that...I feel like I've grown as much as I can here, for now. I don't know what I'm looking for, but I know I'm not finding it here. The last time I went away for any sustained period of time was in 2006, and there's something about coming back better than you were when you left that I need to do again. So, I'm going, and hopefully will come back better than I was before.