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Friday, August 31, 2012

Breathing Underwater

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It's been a while since I've really made an effort at blogging.  Please be patient with me as I try to find that old rhythm again.

In exactly two weeks, I will be moving to LA.  It has me stressed, terrified, anxious...and lately, a little excited.  This plan to relocate didn't take shape from desperation or desire--it simply came to me, offered a handshake, and made its case.  Dean and I debated over it for around four months, actually, until we had pretty much exasperated my corporate office to the point of them saying, "If you want this, you have three weeks to get out here".  After nights upon nights of back and forth lists, pros and cons, our feeeeeeeelings, etc, the answer was clear: we still feel too young to be living in the suburbs of Maryland.  Our local peers are devoted to politics, law, business, and health care. Their SUVs littered with stickers about how much they love their [insert specific breed of dog here] or their favorite football teams.  They have a house, they have kids (and, according to their bumper stickers, kids that are a lot smarter/sportier/cooler than YOUR kids), they have their shit together.