oh, but does anyone really care? about anything, really. here and there, yes, i'm sure, but i mean come on.
so how much of a bitch is moving, man? i mean really. i have to tell my folks, give notice at my job, make sure i have enough saved, roll over my 401k into a roth ira or whatever it is that you do, hope that my jalopy makes it all the way there, and a whole host of other things. meanwhile you are dealing with apprehension, because you are still in your comfortable surroundings, and you are thinking, "well, if i dont make it out by such and such a date, it will be fine because i can just leave the next month" and shit like that. one problem:
i have been thinking that for the past 5 years!
if i continue to allow myself to be placated and lulled into complacency by the wiles of this horrendous place, i will wake up soon to my 50th birthday and realize i have not moved an inch! it is not possible for one such as myself to stay in one place like this and be in the least bit happy. i have to just throw down and leave, no matter what the consequences, no matter what i might overlook, no matter what i will realize i have forgotten to do, for once i get there, i'm there man! i am not at the place i once was. sure, this will open up new problems and challenges, but they will be NEW problems and challenges! i cannot abide by this place any longer. come september, i will be posting from good ole' san antonio. this i can assure you.
perhaps then my posts will be interesting to more than 1.5 people.