speaking of leaving Ohio

So as I was getting ready, packing my boxes, dropping off unwanted items at goodwill, there were protesters for my big move to California. Especially, because I had not finished my degree. I remember one morning, I was working at the Gym and this kind older woman thought it was appropriate to tell me about her thoughts.

As she walked on the treadmill, she said, "Be careful when you get out there. They will try and change the way you think." I replied, "but isn't that what all teachers try and do?"

"I am not just talking about the teachers, my daughter lives out there you know. She moved out there 17 years ago. When she came back home to visit she had turned lesbian."

Her reply floored me, I just didn't have the heart to tell her.

I am not an ass hole I just think like one

So I thought somewhere in the posts of this soon to be more active blog I should put the real reason I left Ohio.

So throughout our lives we make a string of decisions which impact others and future decisions. While in Ohio the options are slim and while what I felt was right proved to be very wrong, the truth is always subjective. So I left to find a place where my truths were not wrong, they didn't have to be right, just not wrong. I guess it is the search for always wanting more.

Somewhere in the world there is a very kind man who thinks I left for him, in his deep of hearts he knows that isn't true. the real reason I left Ohio is for me. Because sometimes you just need a new vantage point. Three years later, I still don't have what I am looking for, but the sky is clearer and the puzzle is coming together.