California is amazing
I say that because once again today, like two days ago, yours truly received unsatisfactory news via E-mail. I know, I know, why did I check it right? Like I said, habit. And a bad one while on vacation.
Nonetheless, the news slapped me in the face, and offset my mood on a great vacation. However, once again, California saves the day.
Nonetheless, the news slapped me in the face, and offset my mood on a great vacation. However, once again, California saves the day.
Living in New York, sometimes you forget how fast, and often rushed, everything truly is. From driving, to shopping, to even enjoying a hobby, everything has to be done on time. No scratch that, everything has to be done now. I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know, however, it’s when you remove yourself out of the pressure intensified vacuum that is New York City, is when you truly realize just indeed how bad it is. How much unnecessary stress is added in the New York City standard of living.
For the most part, California is just the opposite. Things are just about as expensive, ritzy, and well, fake, as it is in New York, yet there is that missing element of, “the rush.” Everything is turned down to first gear and never moves above that.
Back home, I never understood the concept of “going for a ride”. Who wants to deal with traffic, the lights, the rude pedestrians, and not to mention crazy drivers?
I understand it now.
I understand the concept of the great American ride. Driving along the coast in the All-American muscle car Ford Mustang, with seventy-degree weather, and no care in the world, is an experience that sounds cliché, actually, somewhat cheesy, yet, it is remarkable.
And in the end, all my troubles seem somewhat so minuscule. Such an after thought.
What E-mail?
The good Lord knows I love New York City with all my heart.
However, California…
…well California is just amazing.