Thank God it's Friday (for me it is, at least). This past week has been the longest in recent memory. In all honesty I should have called in sick the past three days, but being the identured servant that I am I had no choice but to work; despite being sick as a dog.
I need a vacation. Only a few more weeks.
On August 3rd Nicole and I will take the skies for sunny Southern California for eight days of beaches, good food, culture, and sun. Most importantly though, we intend on being lazy as can be for a better part of those eight days. This time the trip will truly be a "vacation." I"m counting down the days...I can't wait to get away from Rochester for a while.
I can't believe that it's been a year already since I moved. It seems like just the other day I was packing the U-haul full of all my worldly posessions and hitting the road with my sister on the adventure of a lifetime. Although I miss home at times and complain about Rochester often, the truth is that I am happy. If I had it to do all over again I would--in a heartbeat. The best experience of my life has been moving from Los Angeles to live with Nicole out here in the Rochester area. I am happy for the first time that I can remember; I feel that I have grown infinitely as a person, and will always look back on these years in New York with fondness.
I must admit that there is a part of me that will miss living in upstate New York when we finally move. I would be lying if I said I was looking forward to returning to congested traffic, smog, and a single perpetual season (though I will be glad to be rid of the 8 months of winter that is Rochester). Still, I am looking forward to returning to a land where one can grab a midnight snack, walk to the movies, or just relax at a corner coffee shop or café. It will be nice to enjoy a Canter's ruben and a black and white cookie (NOT A HALF MOON PIE!) whenever the craving strikes.
Although I am not completely thrilled with moving back to Los Angeles (to be perfectly honest I would much rather be able to live in New York City), it will still be nice to move back to a bustling metropolis. If anything, I have learned that--despite what I had once believed--I am truly a city dweller. Rochester, with its population of 250,000 just doesn't fit the bill. Though==to be perfectly honest--anywhere that I am with Nicole is home.
posted at 06:32