Day 270

As I sit here in my office practically 10,000 miles away I sometimes seriously wonder why I ever left San Francisco. I had accepted a great new job, an awesome housing situation, incredible friends, could go sailing any day I had off, and was dating a great guy. I must have swallowed the crazy pills the day I agreed to leave. But who am I kidding? It's not as though life would be any less complicated had I stayed. But some days, you just can't help but wonder, "what if?"