I lived in Seattle for over four years - the longest I had lived in any one place since I was a child, at least until now. At the time I assumed Seattle would be the place that I would "grow old" in. I had a decent job, it's a pretty nice city and I had a really strong network of friends.
Then, after getting laid off I heard "change" calling my name and I found myself moving to NYC, finding a job, living and thriving here. I was surprised at how much I loved New York to be honest as I'm very much someone who loves the outdoors. But I honestly can't imagine living anywhere else at this point in my life.
I do miss the network of friends that I had in the rainy city though, even if some of themselves have moved on and even though the ones who are still there don't all hang out together that much.
My two friends pictured here, Doug and Andy, are probably the two I stay in touch with the most. Doug still lives in Seattle with his partner while Andy (aka Bravehound) has moved throughout N. America with his (currently they are in Ottawa).
The three of us actually did a trip to Alaska together many moons ago. Doug's fears now include bears, whistlers (you'd have to be an Alaskan) and well used airplane magazine (germaphobe).
In any case, even though I don't see either of them or any of my other friends in Seattle very often they are all missed and loved. We had great times together and I have fond memories of those days that will last me a lifetime.
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