Thoughts on Turkey Day

Los Angeles vs.:

That’s my finger in the left hand corner, not a demon presence. Thanks for worrying about me.

There’s really no contest.  At least, not for me.

Blue (thankfully) sunny skies, the smell of an unpolluted ocean, and clean, fresh air.  I stopped during my run this morning to take the photo above.  I’ll be moving here in about four weeks, and the visual landscape – a deer was trotting down the road as I made my way downtown – reminded me that I made the right decision.

However, my social circle will be shrinking down to almost nothing, so I’ll have to make some kind of attempt at meeting people so that I don’t become a social misfit.  Well, okay…so that I don’t increase my misfitness.  Or, I could go back to grunting as a means of communication.  Maybe I’ll meet a nice caveboy and live an uncomplicated life with him, not with words, but with a lot of colorful gestures.

My plan is for this move to be my in-between place, to take stock and plan my next step.  Think good thoughts for my sanity, as I will be *gulp* temporarily moving back in with my parents.

But, one thing at a time.

I still have to break up with work next week, which, once done, will make my leaving that much more real.

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3 thoughts on “Thoughts on Turkey Day

  1. ahh, making friends as an adult can be difficult but people move everyday and start over. you will be fine!! so fine, that i hope you don’t forget about us ;0

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