Moving to California

Hello friends,

I have decided to move to San Francisco, California. I'm sorry if I haven't been shouting my move from the mountain tops, but I was worried about getting cold feet, so here I am, telling you that I am leaving in six days.

I hope you can excuse my tardiness. I've found when saying goodbye to friends nothing really has to be said, it's just the simple confirmation of what we already knew, that we are friends and care for each other. So, if you are out of town or busy this week, I already know how you feel, and thanks.

I've been debating this move for a while. I don't know when it happened for sure, but I decided that my time in Chicago had to end and it was time to move on to the next adventure. It's not that I dislike Chicago, honest, I just am ready to experience something new. I don't think I can expect to find any happiness out there that I don't have here, but it isn't about that, so I'm excited for everything – the good and the bad.

I still don't know what I want out of life but I'm enthusiastic about growing as a person, facing new and challenging situations, and figuring out why I'm on this planet and what I want to do about it.

If you are around this week, I will be meeting up with some friends on Friday night at 10 pm at the Friar Tuck on 3010 N Broadway St.

I know a lot of you will be at Critical Mass that night, and my ISO comrades have the Russian day school the next day, so don't worry if you can't make it. I'm sure I'll see again!

-Phil