It’s my last day at anonymous newspaper. I’m neither sad nor happy, just excited to get going to the rest of the world. It’d be false to say I never thought I’d be so happy to leave LA. In truth, I’m much less happy than in the past to be going, because I really did have a great time (thank you wheels). But I am also so, so excited to be going back to the Bay Area. I wonder if any place will ever feel like home to me the way the bay has. Probably not. I am coming to the point where I could say that I would live perhaps here and perhaps there, if only because I know I will live so many other places in between. I am also excited for New York, for unnamed uptown university, for the year-long masters. For what will likely be the hardest (academic) year of my life. Let’s fucking go!