The End Of An Era

Well, it's the end of an era.  My brother-in-law is coming back from Japan after two years away and my time is up in Virginia. I couldn't be happier.

I've loved my year here because it was a sort of reimmersion process between my relatively cushy life in Ithaca (despite the fact that I was practically destitute the whole time I lived there) and the reality of the rest of the country.  It was just what I needed to jump start all my mechanisms that had started to rust from under use.

Although I can technically leave any time I want now, I am holding out until September.  I turn thirty and a close friend of mine is getting married that month so I need to stay on this side of the country so I can afford to go. It will also provide some closer to my time on the east coast, I think.

My next move is still a bit undefined but far more purposefull than any move I have done to date.  I'll be going to Las Vegas and, although I've never really considered Las Vegas as a place to live, it somehow feels right to me.  It's a million times closer to friends and family on the west coast; it's a center of food, music, and entertainment; and yet still provides a sense of solitude and intensity only a desert can. 

Also, I can be assured that all my friends from all over the country will eventually be drawn there cuz, well, who doesn't want to go to Vegas at least once.

Basically, Virginia, I came, I saw, and now I need to get the hell out of dodge.  Virginia, outside of allowing me to give back to my family that has given me so much, has shown me that the world is not the nice and easily defined world we like to think it is and yet, it's also not as bad either.  There are ways our society has progressed so far beyond anything anyone  can imagine but also ways in which it has not budged and inch.