popcorn clouds. it's only occured to me recently that people don't normally have much of a say in where they get to live. after college, finding a job is muy importanto. and that could mean moving to all sorts of crazy places. especially if your job requires you to pack up and move every so often. i want to live in san diego. or at least los angeles. but i'm thinking that in twenty years, i'll look back and realize that i've lived in a bunch of places i never really wanted to. because life just happens. and when you factor in the possiblity of marriage, it adds to more moving. i mean, what happens if the girl likes the east coast? it never even crossed my mind that my wife might want to live somewhere other than san diego. what if she likes cold ass winters and east coast things? what do we do then? i don't want to go out there. i want to stay here. between two people having careers, the possibility of losing jobs, gaining jobs, personal preferences, whatever, it seems like we'll never get to really choose where we want to be.



and if that's the case, why should i be so adverse to hiking up and going somewhere? china even? if the twenties and thirties are about transience, then coming and going should be an accepted part of life. perhaps my unwillingness to not do something i don't like--but is seemingly a fact of life-- is stupid and extremely short sighted. then again, we knew that.