North County in the house
I moved here four years ago after living almost a decade in Jamaica. I live in San Mucous, in a nice tract home –two dogs, two cats, two kids, one husband. So here’s my take on SD, after coming back with an immigrant attitude: It’s a great place to work hard and achieve material things. Yet I look at my past four years here and think, okay, great, we got the cars, the house, the THINGS we thought we needed when we left Jamaica, but at what cost? I don’t get the profound random explosions of JOY (drug-free even) that I used to get in JA…looking up at the Blue Mountains after a rainstorm, seeing whispering schoolchildren in gingham uniforms and hairbows, laughing at a goat standing on a Mercedes trying to reach a mango…but then again, maybe those were just knee-jerk reactions to living another day without getting robbed or murdered. I dunno. I went to junior high/high school/college here in Encinitas, so I’m not dissing the place…I guess I just don’t fit any more. Kind of ironic…my first blog EVER and it’s in a forum where we should be sharing stuff about good ol’ SD, and I’m ready to move to Maui and embrace the island life again. Go figure. Guess that’s what happens when it’s 2am and you’re turning 37 tomorrow! I’ll do better next time Joe, I promise… 
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Sassbert said on Saturday, May 24, 2003, 9:33
Pass the dutchie on the left hand side mon
joe said on Saturday, May 24, 2003, 10:32
Ya did fine kid.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
And I think the question is how to be where you are? I think I’ve moved around so much in my life, I often find myself pining for something *else — the exoticism of New Orleans, the quietude of Virginia, the diversity of Los Angeles. But if I lived in those places I’d be pining for the mellow of San Diego.
So the question becomes, how do you be where you are? Can a person every be content where they are?