For the Love of California

I've been to California a number of times for both business and pleasure. From Napa Valley to San Diego, I have never been disappointed by the gorgeous locals and weather. Not to mention some incredible looking people.

There were moments (different times) throughout my adult life where I actually thought about moving to California. Different reasons. A guy. A job. A change. But they never panned out. I couldn't fully commit to picking up and creating an entirely new life for myself. Props to people who are brave enough to do it. To me, California always seems like a good idea.

An old friend lives in San Diego. The kind of old friend that use to write letters when we were younger. The kind of old friend that if life were a movie, would end up being the "right guy" - but it's always about timing, right?

I saw him the past few times I was out there - the sweet kid turned into a great guy. Not surprised. I talk to him every now and again. He's happy and in love out there. I'm happy and fabulous here.

My point here is that I'm a believer that the people in your life or ones that you have different encounters with usually are there for a reason. You can usually figure out why they're a part of your life. For the benefit of them. For the benefit of you. You help each other through different moments. Whatever it may be, I'm sure you can assign a reason why each person you know is a part of your life. The guy in California is the one person that I have no idea why he's a part of my life. Friend? Sure. Regardless, I'm glad to know him. And it gives me a reason to go back to Cali.

Is there someone like that a part of your life? You're not sure how or why they're there, but they're there? I wonder if I'm alone in this.

Back to Cali.

If you've never been, GO. San Diego is beautiful. San Francisco is breathtaking. Monterrey is memorable. Where is your favorite?