to hell with los angeles...getting off the grift

each day brings a new feeling of insight. that moving is the right choice. for me and steve anyway. it may not seem like that to anyone else, but it's our lives at stake. he's sinking in quicksand in atlanta trying to take care of his ailing mom and i'm here in la la land trying to make sense of it all. and all i want is to be back in san miguel.

moving to san miguel de allende

my partner and i got back from spending a month in mexico. we've been thinking of moving there for a couple of years. this trip confirmed it. we fell in love. with the people, the streets, the food, the churches, the roosters, mules, children, basically the teeming life that surrounds you everywhere you go. it was amazing. it also has been depressing being back in the states. we are so stuck in the madness here. i find myself caring less and less about politics here. it's pointless. no one is doing anything. it's insane.

i hope to tell some stories of what happened on our stay. as well as the struggles we will go through to move from los angeles. how we will get our meds down there. how we will keep friends here and make new ones there. and yes there is corn there. ton's of corn. more than i've seen for years. and alfalfa. the corn is shorter than here because it's not genetically fucked with. all the food is fresh. we never once got sick.

we got hangovers. but not tourista.