It certainly wasn’t big enough to be labeled a full-fledged kitchen. You’re wearing the silver dress or I’m stabbing you, Julia called from the kitchen zone, as I’d begun calling it. I was ready to start over as a comet: refuel, reignite, and burn across the sky. Like a star, my life in Chicago collapsed under the force of its own weight, so I was leaving. I ran out of energy for my too-perfect life, my too-predictable job, my loveless relationship-exhausted at only twenty-seven. I was really more like an old star, out of fuel, my own gravity pulling me inward, crushing me. I smiled, hung up, and handed the counter attendant my ticket, thinking a comet was too directed, too driven. I’m at the airport.Ĭhloe screeched some unintelligible sounds and then promised to pick me up at LaGuardia. Bennett says you’re going to shoot across the country like a comet. I think it’s the best decision you ever made, she told me and then paused, listening as Bennett spoke in the background. I don’t think I realized exactly how okay I was until that moment. I’d been with Andy for six years and no matter how glad I was to be done with him, the dramatic turn in my life still felt surreal. I paused to fight back the sick feeling creeping up into my throat. I heard a sound of celebration, a clap, and he said something I couldn’t quite make out. Sara’s coming, I heard her explain, and my heart squeezed just thinking about being there with them at the beginning of this new adventure. She screamed, dropped the phone, and reassured someone in the background that she was fine. That’s when it all seemed to sink in, in one perfectly clear moment.Ĭhloe? It’s me, I said, voice shaking as I looked around the terminal. And though I’d promised my overprotective parents that I’d be careful, it wasn’t until I was actually at the airport that I called ahead to let my best friend know I was moving her way. In just one week I rented out my house, sold my car, and left my philandering boyfriend. It detonated.īut to be fair, I’d been the one to pull the pin. When my old life died, it didn’t go quietly.
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