On the 10th anniversary of my move to California, give or take a few days,
I was in St. Petersburg for a
writing seminar. This was the third in what I've come to think of as three different trips
chained together, each to a different city.
This October will mark the 10th anniversary of the Halloween party
where I first met (or at least, was first in the same room with) a lot of the people who've been part of my life here. That party led directly to working for
Critical Path, going to
Burning Man, and all sorts of other good social things.
This is how California became my home. And it's still my home, the home of a lifetime. But I can reasonably expect another sixty years in this lifetime, so I might as well explore a bit more, right?
There's a short list of places I think I could really enjoy living, besides here. San Diego, sometimes. Portland. Seattle.
London, if I could find a job that pays in pounds. And -- ever since I visited
last October -- Boulder, Colorado.
