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Out of the Jungle and Into the Woods: A Case for Obvious Choices

October 15, 2014 adreanna limbach

We need more obvious choices.

This is something my dad's boss said to him while they were picking out office equipment one day. It hit him with truth resonance in a way that compelled him to pass it along to me, and hit me with truth resonance in such a way that it's been lodged in my memory since. 

Life is complicated, busy, and I for one fall into a crippling pit of indecision when presented with too many options. 

We need more obvious choices. 

I've decided to sublet my NYC apartment and hightail it upstate for the next few months.

When I'm asked why I lived in New York all these years, my thoughts have been varied. I have lots of thoughts and reasons about New York, but lately, different feelings.

Some months I think that it's the only city that can keep my attention span. It's ever changing and unknowable. A few sets of scaffolding later, she's wearing a different face. There are neighborhoods I still haven't discovered and most I'll never fully know. 

Some months I think it's because I crave a diversity of cultures and ideas.

NYC is the central hub of the best of humanity: ingenuity, innovation, architecture, art, culture. It also paints a raw picture of the worst of humanity that - as one who strives to know myself - feels important to see: Homeless men and pregnant women sleeping on the doorsteps of billionaires. Inequality juxtaposed, and in full contact.

Some months I think I call this home because anything is possible and nothing is out of the ordinary. 

If you want to change the cultural current or start a pink-polka dotted pajama factory, by George, you can do that here! As I write this I'm stepping onto a subway with a woman dressed as captain America. It's 11:30 on a Thursday morning. No one bats an eye.

When I'm asked why I'm moving upstate for two months, however,  the answer is neat and simple. Obvious and felt. I need to be near nature. 

We don't think Obvious Choices, we feel them. 

And feeling is the language of nature herself. This doesn't mean that obvious choices are easy choices, by any stretch. Sometimes they need examining and planning. Sometimes they come with trepidation and uncertain outcomes.

Obvious doesn't mean Easy. Obvious mean Clear. Evident. Undeniable.

So I've made the decision to feel my way out of the Jungle and into the Woods. At least for now. Mother Nature and I have a lot to catch up on. 

xo

Adreanna

 

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