Every time I’m in this beautiful and nice-smelling place I ask myself what am I doing at the hyper competitive place with mostly bad weather also known as east coast.

The answer has always been the culture and the people. But it’s been months if not years since I’ve availed myself of any of the culture – and the people change and move – and I seem to never be able to meet new ones.

But then I remind myself how California already has more people living here than it can possibly sustain. And that adding to their numbers would be simply irresponsible. I cannot live here.