So as you might imagine, deciding to make the move to New York came after a long series of deep thinking processes involving extensive logic databases and calculation of mathematical statistics.
Or maybe Kel and I just sat down one day and she said “Jill you’ve always wanted to live in New York!”
And then I said, “Pish posh, Kel, that’s a dream.”
“If not now, when?” she replied, perhaps irked at my pishing of her posh.
So for a moment we sat and thought, very deeply…
And I emerged from that cocoon of thought knowing that it was time, and that now or never really rang true.
Or maybe it didn’t happen either one of these ways and I just decided to go on a somewhat wild whim. I’ll take fiction for $200 Alex, and leave the rest up to you to decide.
