Get Out.


I'm trying to start living again.

For most of my adult life I've been pretty insular. I don't do much, unless it's part of the routine, or unless I'm in Vegas (or have no choice due to quarantine). During the week, I go to work, then go home, rinse, repeat. On weekends I go out to mostly the same places on Saturday, then hibernate on Sunday. In the past I've called it "the rut". It's safe, and fine, and boring. I don't HATE it, it's just not really living.

I'm going to make a concerted effort to get out in the world. In the last few weeks I've gotten out of the comfort zone and have gone to a Tame Impala show at Chase Center (great), a Friday Cocteau Fest event at Cat Club and a Tuesday Giants game. In the past I would have made excuses in my head that these things are too expensive or too crowded or too, whatever. I'm done making those excuses. I'm going to start taking advantage of what the City offers on a weekly basis.

I'm not just going to go to everything on offer, it has to be something I'm otherwise interested in, but I'm going to get out and start being a part of the City. I have the funds to do it now. I have the freedom to do it. And I just want to start feeling more connected to other people and the world a bit more. I may only have 20-30 years left in this world (just being realistic, possibly optimistic), I don't want to spend all of that sitting in my room reading shitty 4chan threads every night, or waiting for Vegas trips to live a fun life.

Vegas is great, but I don't live there. I'm going to start living here.

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