away

Willits noir. So it begins. It does not look good. The pieces are everywhere. Don’t look in the fridge.

I’m a California girl all the way, by which I mean San Francisco. I like my weather to be simple: 1 season only. But the other side of the country has its appeal. For one, it’s much older. Boston was historic and lovely, but I got a strange feeling of hostility. Pretty clear that I wasn’t welcome there.

New York, however, was awesome. The pace is too hectic for me now, but I can see a 20 year old me thriving there. I think New Yorkers get a bad rap because from what I saw, the locals go out of their way to help out the hapless tourists with maps & give detailed directions. People must confuse a low tolerance for flakiness as hostility.