People were friendly.
I was happy in my dream. Happy that I had found a place that was welcoming. Happy that I was surrounded by mountains and green hills.
I had a crush on a guy I met at the bank. There was a carnival of some sorts. Ferris wheel with a pool that you were dropped into at the end.
I felt renewed being there. Relieved. Comfortable.
I've been uncomfortable lately. Regretting moving to this desert. What the hell was I thinking? I hate heat. Hate being hot.
But the job the job the job. The experience.
Where will I go next? Where will I find a job? Will I be able to move back toncalifornia? Will I want to with the utilities being so high? The cost of living? The drought? The earthquakes? The drought and economy.
My soul needs hills and greens. Or maybe I need to change that idea. I don't want to.
What am I doing with my life?