But here’s what I’ve been thinking about. I’ve been coming to the Berkshires my whole life. I love being in the mountains. Going to the lake in the afternoon. Nature. Good food. An artistic community.
And when I left NY and moved out to NJ, the Garden State, I thought it would feel like that. I knew all the NJ jokes – how it’s smelly and the Jersey Shore and ugh – but I really imagined this outdoors, hippie and hip, communal way-of-life. A quick hop from NYC. I don’t know. I was pregnant and a little cuckoo and probably not in a place to make any life decisions. Anyway, when I’ve told people this, they are shocked and say why on earth did you think that. I don’t know.
But I do know that being in the Berkshires feels like home. It feels good. And I think – maybe I like the city or the country – and it’s not NJ at all – just that the suburbs aren’t for me.
This weekend, I’m gonna start a ROADTRIPPIN’ segment – covering the so so good things about other places that make me feel inspired or happy or basically, make me say, why can’t NJ have a little more of this and me me a little bit happier.
Have a great Labor Day! Peace, Lauren xx