I went to Denver this weekend with a couple of friends to see a show at Red Rocks. It was an absolutely incredible weekend. When I was sitting at a bar in downtown Denver drinking a locally brewed IPA I got a voice mail from my Grandpa. He told me he wanted ten or fifteen minutes with me before I leave to understand what it is I’m getting myself into. After I listened to the voice mail, I thought about what in the world I was going to tell him. How do I explain to my 80-year-old Grandpa that I honestly have no idea what I’m getting myself into? I’m moving across the country for a job with people I’ve only talked to on the phone, with just two suitcases and no place to live right before the winter. I have flip-flopped back and forth more times than I can count since getting the job offer between “fuck yeah, I’m moving to New York” and “are you out of your mind?! You love your life and have a great job!” But then I always think back to an article my friend sent me about why you should move at least 5 times in your life. Yeah I may love my life right now and feel completely settled and content, but that isn’t what being young is for, at least not for me. I do want to be still and settled at some point in my life, but slowing down and being safe is for after I take risks and jump head first into life. I’m too young to be content, to not feel my heart race. Moving to NYC is terrifying to me. I don’t really know much about the city, I know almost now one there, and I’ve never lived in another state, and it scares the shit out of me. But when else will I have the opportunity to conquer one of my biggest fears. Its crazy how something you think is the scariest thing in the world, is just a distant memory after you conquer it. I know its going to be frightening and uncomfortable making this move, but I also know that I will come out on the other side with new fears to conquer. This will not be the one that hangs over me into old age. But how do I explain to my Grandpa that I’m moving because I have this feeling inside of me that I just have to, that I’ve determined my life will be a crazy adventure not strangled by fear but motivated by the unknown.? I don’t know if I’ll find the right words to tell him, because its not something I fully understand myself. But its life, its crazy, and I can’t wait.