I am in so many places at so many times, I rarely live in a reality that is conducive to living a normal life. I was just on the east coast experiencing a life of community I rarely have here in Orange County. I see and experience the friendships that are there and that develop there in seconds.
I go to a bar here in Dana Point and see blonde haired bombshells pass out and smash their face in and be taken off in on a stretcher and think....hmmm...I guess this is the paradise I remember?
I come home, IM with a business contact in the U.K. who has genuinely become a 'mate' of mine and who offered up a flat in London for the spring if I want to take it.
I have a confusing friendship from far away, but so close to my heart, I have nothing else in me but to pursue.
Life is moving pretty damn fast...and I wish it would slow down just a tad so I could sit back, drink a beer in peace (carleen), and contemplate my current existence.
I have a goal. I have deadlines. If they are not met by my current position, I will happily withdraw from it and move to the East.
Community is there, hope is there. Right now, I have no community (granted the few a half hour or hour away from me).
But, at the same time, I do not want to continue this nomad state of living. I don't even have a real bed.
These are my thoughts at 2am in Southern California, Orange County.
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