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Feeling a little shakey, a little on edge, a little bored, a little frustrated. When I feel like this the day does not move forward and I'm forever telling myself "It is finite. This day will not last forever." It only helps sometimes. The primary cause of my current situation is Sunset Magazine. I love it and I hate it at the same time, with the same intensity. Aunt Martha gave me a subscription for Christmas last year, and I've been dealing with this specific mood ever since. In case you're not familar, Sunset Magazine is about living in the western part of the United States. It covers Arizona, New Mexico, Utah, Nevada, California, Colorado, Oregon, Washington and parts of Canada. Sometimes they throw articles in there about Montana or Idaho, but not often. The magazine has several editions you can choose from: Northern California, the Northwest, the Rockies, Southern California and the Southwest. Guess which edition I get every month.
I don't know why I subject myself to this torture, but I love it so much I can't look away. I get equally excited over a Sunset Magazine as I do over a New Yorker.
Let's be honest.
Mentally, emotionally, spiritually, I'm still in California.
I don't know why I subject myself to this torture, but I love it so much I can't look away. I get equally excited over a Sunset Magazine as I do over a New Yorker.
Let's be honest.
Mentally, emotionally, spiritually, I'm still in California.