A eulogy for city living
And for the stillborn dream of the white collar career
5 min readDec 7, 2020
We moved out of the city last month. Officially. Sold our house and packed our shit and moved it all out into the country.
It had an anticlimactic finality to it. Which seemed fitting.
I was raised on a 40 acre wood in mid Michigan, and I always knew I’d boomerang back to it…