California
I have this weird obsession with California for about 3-4 years. I really want to live and work there and maybe even raise a family. And if I could I would drop everything and just go to Stanford (if only they would accept me). California is my heaven. That’s where some of the brightest, yet laid back people are . I want that. I want to live in that California paradise.
I know it’s not like that. Probably not even close.
But that’s what I’m looking for. My mom (and many others) made me realize that I expect to much out of things and that when I experience those things I get frustrated because it’s not what I expected. This almost happens to me all the time. And I won’t be surprised when California, or Stanford, or Apple becomes less than I expected. I will never stop expecting the most out of things. I think it’s an amazing “gift” that I have. When I get frustrated I also get excited. Excited for how I can turn things around to the way I expected it; keeping people in check. There are reasons for Apple to be one of the best companies. If I find out that it’s not what I expected, then I will change things around (but only for the best). California might be filled with a lot of obnoxious people. Things many be just the same as Florida, with the exceptions of earthquakes and landslides. But I need my California just like Christians need their Heaven. It’s the optimism of the grass being greener on the other side. So at times I’m kinda worried about California being less than expected when I live there and then I won’t have anything else to look up to. Yea I will eventually find something to replace my California, but I want California to be my place. My comfort zone where my mind is challenged.
I’ve lived in Florida 19 years too many. It’s time to change things around.
