Strange Days
So I've moved. Again. California was great, but it really didn't feel like the place for me. A gradually-increasing combination of lonliness, poverty and worry about the condition of my family back home finally pushed me into going back to the place I started from. I have mixed feelings about it all, but overall I think-- at least temporarily-- it
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Anyway... I think reading all of your quips has made me lose what I was going to say here... um... something like, you were stuck in LA and I didn't have the chance to stalk you accordingly? Oh, and, is San Luis Obispo still amazing and peaceful or have they built up and through and all around it therefore ruining the beautiful memories I still cling to like so many other perfect childhood stomping grounds before it?
Well, I've been back in Cali for less than a month and already I want to run home with my tail between my legs. I swear I cried like a child this morning thinking about being stuck here. I'm sorry things didn't work for you here but this place sucks the life out of you. As your friend said... Northern Cali is a different story, one of my favorite places is Tahoe... so frickin' green! I hope you find what you are looking for and that you get out of that terrible depression which seeks to claim us all one by one. I'm sorry to hear it feels so bleak there. I wish I could offer you more like some good advice but I'm still feeling my way around too. I am thinking of you and hoping you and I can make our way.
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Not counting my half-hour in broken-down-car land, I was only in LA for about an hour, and most of that was spent in traffic cursing the cruel and sadistic fates that put me there. So given that you had no previous warning and my short duration, your Stalking skills would have needed to be nearly godlike for you to pull that one off. Don't feel bad.
San Luis was alright. I'd heard stories that it had grown a bit, but it looked like the same old San Luis to me. A few different names on the shops here and there (10 years gone by will do that, I suppose) but otherwise it felt like the same old moderately-sized town it ever was. I can't say with 100% certainty though, because I didn't really stop to check things out. I simply drove through and took in what sights I could as I sped through.
Southern California wasn't all that bad. It wasn't bleak by any means, just boring. It was really not as glamorous as I had imagined it to be. I pictured myself living in the big city and doing Big City things like having cool adventures, but instead I found San Diego is a touch overrated. I didn't consider it a paradise, but rather a nicely landscaped chunk of Mexican desert. It wasn't that bad though, just too expensive for the level of enjoyment I was taking from it. LA was another story. You couldn't pay me enough money to willingly live in LA. I would sooner destroy the city one brick at a time. Northern California is definitely a different beast. I have very fond memories of places like Big Sur and Big Bear, where you actually have some greenery.
Home is where the heart is. If you hate California enough to cry about it, I'd say you should get the hell out of there too. Just have faith and I'm sure things will work out.
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Serious comment part:
Glad you didn't die on the way back home. Sucks that you didn't enjoy living in Cali as much as you hoped while you were there, but if you're not happy, you can't stay there. THAT GOES FOR YOU IN THE COMMENT ABOVE, TOO!
Though you got the quote wrong. "Home is where the rump rests." Did I just pull out an old school Disney refrence? I believe I did.
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