Wanderlust.

I used to have this thing against California & Florida.

I thought of them as glorified vacation spots.

You can't live year round in a place with palm trees!

Obviously, I had a change of heart.

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I actually went to California.

Right now I'm in Orlando for a conference.

This is our hotel!

And it's lush

and warm

and I love it.

And I said to myself,

I need to spend at least part of my life 

living in a place with palm trees.

Ignoring what this humidity does to my hair, of course.

Let's not talk about that.

But then I went to a conference session

given by a sweet man from Alabama.

And I decided,

I need to spend at least part of my life in the South.

I need to live in a town called Possum Trot.

The next session was led by a women from Rhode Island.

Then, of course,

I need to spend at least part of my life in New England.

I want to be brash and intelligent.

And maybe live near Walden Pond.

And I want to be a hipster in the Pacific Northwest.

And a farmer in the Midwest.

And a Delaware mom who vacations at the beach

and has a smoker voice.

Not to mention how terrifying it is to think of life

without the Rockies.