California suits me.

I am back from a one week vacation to San Francisco (Napa and Sausalito) and Los Angeles.

California suits me. The weather, the carefree sunny lifestyle, the endless possibilities, the scenic breathtaking landscapes, the beach and the sun and all that diversity being embraced and celebrated. Then, there's the food. The food.

Every time I go on vacation I am always secretly hoping that something happens while I'm there that would cause me to stay there. wherever there is. That there would take me away from all this. It would present the answer, the solution to this burning question. It could be anything. Some kind of vacation romance (like in the movies) or a job opportunity, or a life changing event. But alas, I return and nothing happens. Close to the last day when I realize that I may have missed the mark, I start to experience vacation withdrawal and just go into this pith of disappointment. That's where I am now so forgive me if I don't write.