Man, it’s so strange. With the exception of a few months I was miserable practically the entire time I was in California, mostly because I was trapped in the same place and couldn’t get around much. But now that I’m out of it, the uh, you know, the “dream of California” has reawakened in my god dang brain. I mean I guess that’s what took me there in the first place. I did like it. Maybe I shouldn’t have lived in such a rough city though.