Yesterday morning I arrived in Cali expecting it to be sunny and sweltering hot. Nope. If anything I felt like I hadn’t left Alaska at all. It was dreary and a bit cold (for a Cali summer) when I arrived and it stayed like that til about late afternoon, when the sun came out. It was strange to feel like I was still in Alaska yet at the same time I felt like I hadn’t left Cali at all. In my mind both places were the same, it was just that I wasn’t living with my parents any more. Sometimes I wish I could somehow bring the pros of each place together into one.
There’s a bit of an association I have of the singleton life to this place.
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