maybe we'll catch up someday

I hated geography in school. It seemed so pointless, at nine years old, to be concerned with what was beyond the periphery of my city. Foreign wasn't attractive or scary, just different. Now I study world maps like they're all going to burn up tomorrow and I'll never see one again. How far is is it from Ecuador to Indo?

It's a month in. The job is great, but I can't believe I live where I do. Not in the sense that the city is a hole with frigid winters, because it has redeeming points and it's as good a hole as any, but geographically.

I've been watching a lot of videos about surfers who served time.
There is no surfing in prison.

We were walking from lunch and H.L. said "I love [it here], I would never move somewhere just because of the climate," and I agreed, but in my head was baffled because if someone gave me the job I have here near a beach there would be no question. People also say, a lot, "it's the people." It makes me start to question if they've been anywhere that's..not...here. I don't kick in my concept of places I'd like to live and people I'd like to live around because it makes me sound like a zealot.

I'm not really sure if what seems ideal is possible, but I don't really see why it wouldn't be either.