Whatever religion you may be, it’s hard to deny that nature and the spirits came together and got something right in forming the Southern California coast.  I just spent a week in San Diego (I tend to go there a lot), and it never ceases to make me smile.  Waking up to 72 degrees no matter what time of year it is and knowing that the sun will be shining never gets old.

Especially when you live in a shitty place like Missouri.  It’s funny because every day for the past 7 or so years I’ve heard myself or a friend/family member make some condescending jab at how St. Louis sucks, or Columbia sucks, or KC sucks - the weather is f’d up, there’s a bunch of hoosiers, STL has been going downhill for 100 years, and there’s so little to do that people actually care about Cardinals baseball more than their own lives.  It’s a joke really.

Everyone knows that there are tons of other places to be that trump the petty “pros” of the MO.  It doesn’t matter if you prefer the mountains of Colorado, a Florida beach, Seattle, New York, Texas, Phoenix, SoCal, NorCal, Chicago, Atlanta, Boston, DC, Maine, Vegas, Tahoe - and I’m keeping this domestic.  Face it, it sucks here.  Either you learn to accept it and make the best of it, which I’m not saying is a terrible way to go because there’s enough culture and activity to fulfill a life for sure, it just seems a tad on the ‘weak’ side to me.  Everyone wants the best in life, why not live somewhere better?

Hell, even if you just do it to change things up a bit (and keep the body guessing), it’d be fun.  Don’t be someone that chooses a job or buys a house in an area near their parents or in proximity to their high school because it’s comfortable and it’s ‘all you’ve ever known’.  Know more, my friend, know more.  Even people who are lucky enough to travel frequently and live in different places around the world for extended periods of time will likely never see 75% of the world and what this life has to offer.  Doing something like moving to a new city for a few years just to see how things go is pretty pedestrian when you think about it . . . The way I see it is you’ve got very few chances to make life-altering decisions and if you take the predictable route on too many you’ll end up 53 years old and wondering why life is so short and what the fuck just happened.

This is me being philosophical about life because I’ve fallen in love with the sun and the sand of La Jolla, CA.