Its relative, the distance. Point three or (0.3) as it exists within my circle of friends is a taunt, while it was always meant with a certain affection its also meant to remind us of how casually we sometimes underestimate life.
When I moved to California I kind of thought that the distance wouldn’t be terribly significant. After all, as of this past January its been a short trip (5 hour flight) from Indianapolis to San Francisco where I currently live. Trying to deal with the distance this time of year can be hard. Its difficult to be away from your family.
So I miss you guys, my family. While I certainly feel at home in my current situation. I’ll be missing you all. Mom, Katie (yes, even you…), Kyle, Monica and JoJo… Fyew, Jenni, and Liam… Ashlie and Shawn… Bob and Mandy… and Scoot McGoot… to name a few of the most distant.
Hope the holidays, Hanukkah, Christmas and your personal Guru’s find you well this week. You’re all in my thoughts.
I sat down to write about beer, and this is what came out.