So I'm having huge metaproblems with Santa Cruz.
1. The Weather
When it's happy all the time, and it is, I lose all sense of what's what and my emotions.
2. The People
These aren't the people I grew up with. I'm really all for experiencing different cultures, but living in them is altogether different.
3. The Love
I've always thought I define/refine myself by what's around me. Go against what's there and maybe become the thing I started out hating.
But everyone around me is so accepting, it's this induced identity crisis. I lose my frame of rebellion.
4. The Pacific Ocean
It's salty and really cold. I'm used to warm, fresh stuff.
5. The Expense
Financially, it makes no sense to live here now.
