It had been a few years since I first realized that I needed to make a radical shift in my life and move out of Chicago, but I did nothing about it. I contemplated where I should live once I left- Portland? LA? Austin? Seattle? Yet nothing felt right, so I stayed put.
While I knew in my heart it was entirely time for me to move on, I was unable to wrap my head around leaving without having a solid place in mind to firmly root and ground myself. No matter how hard I thought about it, however, no city, in particular, called me.