And next . . .

It is time to leave my puddle. (See blog "Why I have nothing to
write" from October 8th). Or puddles, as they may be. Almost a
month and I am just trying to get up the courage to do this and stick
to it. The question is, where to go, what to do.

Things I want in a place to live: Hope of meeting someone fabulous
to share my life with, decent pay for teachers, a university where I
may get my Masters in Rhetoric and Composition, interesting cultural
stuff, hiking, and access to things I need for healthy living, at
least one person I know.

Places I am thinking of living: LA until I finish my Masters (but
unlikely to meet my life-partner here and so why do I want to hang
out for two more years); Eugene, Oregon; New York City; Philadelphia,
Pennsylvania

The final option, I guess, is to take on a new identity and leave the
country. Why the new identity -- well, maybe I could choose one who
makes better decisions and makes decisions more easily.

Now, some reader participation: Pros/Cons for any of these cities or
goals?

My obstacles: this depression and my fear that I am just running
away again.