I don't like Austin at all. After 33 years, I have the right to say: Don't like the slacker people, don't like the slacker politics, don't like being here, in a physical world sans any charm or interest.
In the olden days, there was at least cheap rent, and some quirky, interesting places to visit. Today, I'm paying $1000 a month for an apartment that I don't like, around people I don't like, in an utterly generic atmosphere. I gotta get out.
Now... Financially, how to extricate myself and get back to Weehawken/NYC for my twilight years on this earth... When you're in your 20s/early 30s, such movement is relatively easy. At 51, I'm at the border of being utterly stuck where I am.