scary

one of the strangest things that i've encountered since i've been on the west coast is motorcycle drivers. in colorado, they are required to operate their bike in a lane. in cali, they can drive on the dotted white line BETWEEN the cars.

the first time i saw someone do this i about had a heart attack. then i was told that it's legal in cali. really? legal to kill yourself on a bike?

every day now, during my commute, i see 7 - 10 motorcycles weaving in and out of traffic and driving in between cars that are stopped and/or barely moving. it is the craziest and probably most dangerous thing i've witnessed in a long time. one slight move of a vehicle and you're toast. it's insane.

i'm half-way through the 23rd day of my adventure. the honeymoon is definitely over. it's an adjustment with my living situation. it's an adjustment commuting 25 miles to work. it's an adjustment with the humidity. it's an adjustment with the traffic.

some days i'm so happy to be here. i swear i can smell the ocean when the breeze is blowing. then there are days i feel i made a huge mistake. and i feel stuck.

and very alone.

i am homesick. i miss my friends. i miss my son and grandson. i miss my cat.