Except New York.
I'm not emotionally ready to leave the City. I don't know if I ever will be. I still get choked up and teary when I think about it.
I'm ready to live someplace different. But I'm not ready to leave. It doesn't make much sense, but the two feelings coexist.
New York City is an island. It's an island literally, and now more than ever, it's an island metaphorically. During the Bush years, we New Yorkers have bonded even more closely in our outsider identity. Where we might have fooled ourselves into feeling more mainstream in the 90's, now we harbor no illusions. We are misfit Americans and proudly so.
I know my politics and world view are more mainstream in Canada, and that will be a relief, and a comfort. But also, in some crazy way, it will be a loss.