‘Relax’ said the night man,
‘We are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like,
But you can never leave.’
That lyric has long haunted me.
It was NEVER my intention to live in California.
I’m just not the beachy type. I don’t love the sand, the sun, or the excitement of All the Beautiful People. I SURE don’t love the traffic.
California is not a place where I can live in simple abundance.
But it IS pretty tough to escape!
It took 12 years, but I’ve finally broken out.
I’m so happy to be in the cooler, more peaceful Pacific Northwest.
It’s scary too: will I succeed or fail?
After several nights of 3-5 hours of sleep, and a full day of driving – all on top of several weeks of moving stress, it’s easy to feel more scared than excited.
But I know that I’ll regain the energy. And so far this new place is so PEACEFUL, so QUIET, that even in today’s chaos, with EVERYTHING in disarray and most of my stuff not even here, it’s been healing to be here.
So I’ll cling to that hope, to the little bit of trust I have gained, and expect amazing things of this next chapter.