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Wanting Something New

Every once in a while, I'll get onto Google Maps and look at places I could move to when I'm done with school. Most of the time, I always end up wanting to move to somewhere on the East coast. Anywhere from Boston all the way down to New Bern, NC. I love the thought of having the option of not having to buy a car to get around. Unlike anywhere in LA or in its vicinity, I'd have to buy a car - which would add to the pollution.

If I had been ready to be on my own, I think I would have enjoyed my time in NY more. In spite of the cold weather being a bit brutal to my California thinking, I loved that winter is pretty magical in NY. Honestly, anywhere in the tri-state area, in spite of the sometimes brutal winters and blackouts, winter is kind of magical. At least to me. I'm not completely sold on the summer season, but having four distinct seasons is awesome.

As far as going all the way down to North Carolina, at least the northern part that's close to the coast, it's been completely romanticized in my mind by Nicholas Sparks. I like the idea of a small coastal town where I can be close to the water and have mild winters. It'd almost be like being in LA minus the pollution, big city crazies, and the anonymity. Plus, I've always wanted to travel old Route 66 and as luck would have it, if I visited my beloved Southern California beaches and my Grandma in East LA, I'd have to take part of that route to North Carolina.

There's something in me that craves be close to the water. Right now, living right on the Provo River satisfies that need. But I've always loved the ocean more than anything. There's something about the salty air mixed with coconut scented suntan lotion and cigarette smoke that reminds me of spending time at the beach in California as a kid with my family. I have a lot of happy memories associated with that mix of scents. Even the handful of times I went to the Oregon coast, there wasn't that mix of scents that didn't give me that nostalgic feel. I love Oregon, though, and most likely, I'll end up back living there after a while.

Anyway, I'm just aching to get out Utah. If I were to stay in Utah, it'd be because my family lives here and moving is expensive.

...and thus are my thoughts in the middle of my graveyard shift.

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