Day Eighty-Seven: Sunday Night Dinner Party

My friend Alex invited me to a dinner party at his place tonight.  He recently moved to the neighborhood.  Lyla and I arrive and we are greeted at the door by Kara, Alison and Marisa.  Alison and Marisa went to Cornell and graduated two years before me.  It’s refreshing to meet nice, fun and smart girls.  Gustavo whips up some homemade ravioli, which we enjoy with some delicious wine. 

I tell the girls about my trip and my plan to drive to California with Lyla to see what happens there.  I could rent a short term apartment and perhaps settle in LA or San Francisco.  I love New York, but I want to try the west coast. 

“There is so much stimulation in New York,” Marissa offers.  “This city has ADD, when it comes to the the places we go, the people we’re with and the career we’re pursuing.”  It’s what make New York so great, but it also makes it an exhausting place to live.  People lack balance. 

I’m ready to try living somewhere else.  I think Lyla and I will like California.