It's something we've actually been talking about for a long time. Like years long.

One year. We are going to give it one year. And if come the next Ides of March, we have nothing left holding us here in Brooklyn - she's not in dental school, no boyfriends who we're on the road to marrying, I'm ready to tell my college to go fuck itself - we're packing our shit, leaving this hell behind and going.

Heading west. Away from everything here that we hate.

We have had enough of Brooklyn. There's just nothing left here for either of us, except for my mom who honestly would probably come along. Start over somewhere where no one knows us or anything about us.