Yesterday a friend of mine from Chicago texted me. He asked the usual. Except this time the usual felt different. He asked, “Why Denver?” This was the first time in the 6.8 months since I’d been offered the Colorado job that I had been asked why I accepted the offer. I suppose it’s one thing to be given a offer but, an entirely different issue to accept an offer.This was something I had never considered. I sat in the middle of my floor- where all my best thinking happens- and stared at my phone half hoping that someone else would answer the question.
Three hours later I knew the answer. I carefully grabbed my Blackberry and began texting back.
“No reason to stay is a good reason to go.”
& so I went.