This will be my third time coming back to Salt Lake City after a long year of college. It's always interesting coming back home and experiencing the stark contrast of lifestyles, that is, the difference between fast-paced NYC and humble SLC.
I left New York, all my friends, and my freshly graduated sister to pursue a lone path in LA. I left with anxiety, slight regret, and a lot of 'whys' as it seems as just about everyone I care about will be staying in the Big Apple. Since being home, however, i've come to realize the importance of owning my decisions and accepting the fact that i've chosen the path less chosen (if I must be cliche). I plan on starting my internship in LA on June 5th and have since spent time alone, with old friends, and my father and brother who still live in Salt Lake. I've had time to go to yoga, hike up mountains, eat fabulous breakfasts on my porch, and even had the first experience of going rock climbing in the mountains. I look at my friends who are still and NYC and my regret begins to fade a little bit knowing that I finally feel a sense of complete ease as I don't have to keep up with the going out scene, the drinking, and noise that I left behind.
I've accepted my decision to go to LA to experience something completely out of my comfort zone; a new city where I will be forced to make new friends, learn new skills, and develop a deeper relationship with myself.