Today I got a message from my friend Barbara.
She had a dream I met a guy and we moved to San Diego.
In her dream, she cried because she was going to miss me.
I assured her that I’m not going anywhere.
I’m a Bay Area baby and I love the bay.
But I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m tempted to move somewhere OTHER THAN THE UNITED STATES at this time.
With all the polarization that’s going on in the country, I wonder if we aren’t headed for some sort of civil war with our neighbors.
And of course I worry about escalating violence in the US.
Maybe I should move to Norway, the country with the HIGHEST quality of life.
Maybe I should move to Sweden, where the women are treated as equals to men, and I (sort of) know the language.
I have a friend who moved to Australia with her love.
Perhaps that’s another good country to move to.
And my friend Michelle lives in London, England with her husband and her dog.
I could see myself moving there.
The bottom line is, I’m not going anywhere but I certainly have THOUGHT about what I would do if I wanted to move.
With my kids almost fully launched, the OPPORTUNITY to move elsewhere does present itself.
But I’m happy where I am for the time being.
Barbara has nothing to worry about.