I used to dream of marriage, home ownership, kids, and a picket fence life in the country as the ultimate standard for happiness. Now I think those aspirations were more of a product of the environment I was raised in. Where I grew up, it's just what people did. It was the definition of adulthood and the only path to happiness. Since then, I have had a change in world view. You can blame it on the corrupting sins of the city, or perhaps all of that nasty feminist propaganda I've been reading, or the diverse collection of terrible influences I call friends. But it is all of it and none of it at once. I feel like this is the path I wanted all along, I just didn't know it was available. And I would never have seen it without those experiences.
So what do I want? It has been a question I have been pondering all the while stuck in the confines of an expensive apartment lease somewhere in the Midwest. My year of solitude. I want to move back to the city. Not just any city, My City. San Francisco. It is more my home than any other place in the world. I want to experience as much as possible. I want to date, but I don't want to find "The One." I want to make enough money to live, save for retirement, and travel abroad once a year with several mini vacations in between. I want an apartment. A small one. I don't take up a lot of space and I don't want a lot of stuff. I want to eat and drink everything. I want to cook and draw. I want to feel open and free again. I don't want to hide anymore.
So here you will find what goes on in my head. Which turns out is a lot of different things. Often at once. I am not so fortunate as to have only one particular interest or hobby. I am interested in nearly everything with a few notable exceptions.
- I don't care how the internet works. I just don't. As far as I'm concerned, the internet is run by the Keebler elves as a side project to diversify their income portfolio. I don't care how it works. I just care that it does.
- I also don't like religion or politics. Of course I have opinions on them, who doesn't? But as far as I'm concerned, they are mainly excuses people use to distance themselves from the responsibility to treat everyone on this planet like a human being.
- Sports are not my thing either. I was born and raised in Packer country, so I do know a few things. I know that I'm supposed to hate Da Vikings, Da Lions, and Da Bears. After having been to a couple Giant's games, I now know that baseball is a thing. Though I have yet to figure out how it works. I enjoy the garlic fries.
I really have no idea what this blog is about. Or what I am about. I'm pretty excited to find out though. Probably lots of food and drinks. Maybe a couple of lectures on feminism and flossing.
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