Vintage 1993

I remember an announcement that I made to a group of friends at dinner one evening. We were at Chili’s having a great time.

“I’m moving to San Francisco and becoming a massage therapist.” said I.

11 years later, those friends are scattered across the country and I find myself in San Francisco. Courtland and I will have lived here 4 years this February. Amazing what can happen in 11 years. I didn’t hop up and run off to California shortly upon saying those words, but today I enrolled in massage school for a 2 week intensive that starts in the middle of this coming January.

Some ideas just need a little fermentation I guess.