So, I’ve been back in CA a week. The first drive into SF was a little shocking – so fast, loud and bright (at night). But then I headed to Berkeley for a Spiritual Politics conference (more on that later) and now SF seems normal…
– People are good at justifying any decision.
– Each person’s perspective is absolutely true to that person.
– There are some awesome people in Missouri and surrounds.
– If you knew a person early enough in your life, enjoying their company later comes with ease.
– I don’t quite understand the family bond. We don’t all agree or understand, but we all love and tolerate (for the most part) each other.
– Some Missouri wines are good, but most are uber-sweet. I especially liked the Norton, a dry red, from St. James Winery.
– It matters less where you are, and more who you are – at least in raising a family. I’ve seen progressive people from the country and conservatives from the city.
– There’s a lot of work, especially for women, to be done in MO. It’s the only state where it is a felony to have a home-birth under the supervision of a mid-wife.
– Sprawl is a problem everywhere. It’s even reaching my little Sandy Hook.
– It takes four Buds (as opposed to my usual three beers) to get drunk, but with practice, one can drink up to a dozen in an evening. It helps to be in construction.
– Central Dairy’s Butter Brickle ice cream is still the best.
– Tofu is even available in Jefferson City.
– I’m beginning to understand “Never put off until tomorrow, what you can put off until the day after tomorrow.” (Mark Twain)
– I could live in Missouri again. It was harder leaving this time, than any time before. I deeply miss the company of my family and friends on a daily and weekly basis.
At any rate, I’m back in California. What is next for me, I don’t know. I’m going to see how long I can do this non-employment thing. Today, though, I’m going to finish unpacking and finally get around to reading a book, maybe even in the park.