My boyfriend is moving to northern California this summer and it makes me want to cry with jealousy. I have lived in the midwest all my life and I can say that where I once would have felt betrayal for leaving, I just don’t anymore. Maybe, I’ve idealized the bay area and the life I might have with my boyfriend, but I am so ready to leave. I’m ready to stop being alone, to have someone to take care of me, to live somewhere where its sunny at least half the time. I won’t be in school. I will only have one job. I won’t work more than 40 hours a week. I can throw away my parka and never have to be afraid of getting sick when its 50 below. Most of all, I can’t wait to have time to take care of myself because I’m sure the stress is rotting my brain and taking years off my life.
Here’s to sun and self care.