i’ve uprooted and rerooted in California. specifically, Santa Cruz.
the transition included: cross country (NY to CA) car trip, good friends, pizzas, and early to bed early to rise mentality.
the landing included: unemployment and chilblains.
but the transition is looking up: yesterday i walked down the driveway, wrapped in a sweater, and the way the sun was coming through the redwoods and pines was pretty remarkable. i had a, “i live in California” moment.
we’re looking for a new apartment, i’m looking for a job, and i’m really focusing on writing and starting to think seriously about a small business and my artisan pursuits.
it’s a new beginning and a real chance for jesse and i to finally settle into each other, into a place/home, and into the things we care about.