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The California Chronicles - 11/13/09

After a week of fun in the sun here in California, it is now time to head back to the Empire State. As stated in my last post, I did indeed have one more round of twenty four hours remaining in Huntington Beach, however, nothing came about of the time. In fact, I spent most of the day feeling a bit under the weather due to the see-saw-like weather changes from day to night out here. Days are hot. Nights are freezing. Yours truly becomes sick. 

Nonetheless, before I board a plane, I figured that I could muster up some energy to wrap up this trip, and these chronicles following my trip. California has indeed been good to me. Besides the obvious attractions, sites, and places that I experienced (and listed in the last piece), this trip was one that recharged my batteries for life, enhanced my outlook on ways to live it, and reminded me of how precious it is. 

Sometimes these trips remind you of how large this world is, and how many different varieties of lifestyles there are. So many different ways to experience life, and the many others on how to pursuit it as well. For me it was a stark reminder of that there is life outside of New York City. It sounds somewhat naive in sounding, however, we all fall into a sense of routine in our bubbles. And in these bubbles we lose track of such things.

In many ways there are things that are so different, yet, there are so many ways that they are similar, which raise your eyebrows in shock sometimes.

Yet, as I sniffle, and sneeze through this, it’s time to get back. And I am ready for it. It’s time to get back to the bad news E-mails, the unfortunate breaks, and the constant letdowns. It is time to get back to the classrooms, back to the books, back to work, and back to the grind.

Yes, my stay in Huntington Beach, and southern California might be over, however - and hopefully - it feels like a new beginning.

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