I may have commented before that it's hard to work up the motivation to post when I'm happy. The past week or so have been fairly wonderful, so I'm really only posting now to point out why I'm not posting. Friends, family, and other are all going well. The one thing worth mentioning here is my trip home. I find that I breathe more easily just being in Southern California. It strikes me as slightly tragic that the place I feel most at ease, and two of the people I love most in the world, are situated so far from the place I foresee spending the bulk of my productive years. Regardless, I ate much Mexican food, had an odd adventure with TexMex, walked on the beach, hugged, shopped, laughed, and generally enjoyed myself. In the past, it's been hard to come back to DC, but this time, regardless of how much I love home, there's so much goodness happening here, that it's hard to prefer one over the other.

Now if only I could find a pair of size 9 Calvin Klein Monica shoes in French blue, I'd be set. ;-)