Sitting at the beach, the sun feeling warm against my back. So thankful the rains and clouds let up to give me a chance to enjoy the beach and relax. I think I do my best thinking at the beach anyway. Well, that and napping. But back in Orange County Tim and I would escape to Corona del Mar late night to sit and chat about everything. I remember venting to him one night about how I need OUT from Irvine and Cali. And now I needed out from NYC. Does this mean I’m destined to be a nomad for life, getting sick of the daily routine once things become easy and predictable? Well, according to Neefs I just need to find my “Japan:” the city that is just right for me. I thought it was NYC, maybe it is and I just needed to take a break from it for a bit until I can find my stride. Or maybe there’s a new spot for me out there, just waiting for me to find it and obsess about moving there long enough until I cant take it anymore and I make it a reality. Um, yeah I want my kids growing up learning Italian! Love.
But for now this nomad lifestyle definitely doesn’t suck.