California, 2007

I used to refuse to blog. Not about my personal life anyway. Didn’t wanna cross the TMI line.

And well, the less information my stalker knew about me, the safer I felt.

Now? I’m over seven thousand miles away.

7270 miles across the Pacific. Still don’t fully understand why I did it. Why I left a town I lived in for the past twenty-eight years, left all my friends and family, left a job I liked which paid reasonably well.

The reasons are myriad and mysterious, and none of them make any sense to me right now.

I’m probably crazy. But then I’ve known that most of my life.

Never had this particular flavor of insanity before, though. Something that makes you cough up all your life savings, borrow money from your parents, and launch yourself as far from your home as you possibly can, on the slim chance of being able to make a new life for yourself halfway around the world.

Ah well. My sister tells me to relax and enjoy my vacation. Extremely expensive vacation, but hey. I’ve done far more boneheaded things before, this is just par for the course.

So. Enjoy the sand and surf of Southern California. Try not to think of the future too much and concentrate on the here and now. And hope that somehow, someway, it’ll all turn out all right.

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