Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Good-bye Gloucester

The Husband and I are officially out of the Gloucester apartment. No more run ins with The Establishment. No more worrying that the apartment will fall off in a strong wind. While we still have on-street parking, it isn't nearly as terrible to find a spot.

The new place is easily twice as big and much nicer than the last one.  But I can't help but feel...off.

The island has been my base of operations for the majority of my life. Cape Ann has been kind to me. The closest sense of home I feel. Its where most of the family I see is, where I went to school, where my doctor is. It is where my thinking place is.

I am sad to see it in my life's rearview.

Where will I go to think now?
Where will I get coffee that isn't a chain?
Where will I go thrift shopping for costumes?
Where will I get canolis?
But more importantly, Where can I get linguica on my pizza?