Vacillating Velocity

Back in California. It seems I managed to come back during the hottest streak yet this year, an unpleasant transition from living in a place where I got hot and put on shorts when it hit 65 degrees. My friends that accompanied are gone now, and I’m almost out of vacation mode, except of course that I leave on a family vacation in a little over 24 hours and will be gone for a week. And then? Ugh. Find a job. A process nobody likes.

I want to say I “feel” some “way” about this transition, but I don’t, really. I miss a few people back in Colorado and it’s weird that they aren’t around anymore, but so many more people are around that previously weren’t that it’s immaterial. And it’s nice, now that I’m feeling the urge to transition to a less frivolous lifestyle, that my group of friends is older and calmer and more settled. Plus, slipping back into living in the Bay Area is seamless – I know my way around like a native, since, you know, I am.

Blah blah blah it’s hot blah reminiscing about old times now that I’m back black transition blah. Hopefully as I start writing more the content will improve, eh?

It’s finally upon me. I leave Too Damn Early on Wednesday morning, and plan-wise, as far ahead as I ever can, which is not very, I don’t plan to ever live in Colorado again. Revisit to be sure, but return for any significant length I think unlikely.

So I write in here, because this is a Life Event, but not as much because I have much to say about it. I imagine it’ll hit me a little bit the morning of, but so far, nothing much negative about leaving. Excited anticipation about returning, though.

That’s it. That’s my rhyme.