Farewell Bicoastal-ER

So a year later, I don't really feel like a transplant anymore. I'm not a local, but I've made the decision to stay on the West Coast. One of the hardest decisions I've made to stay rather than grab a chance to go back to NYC, straight away after hitting wall after wall in SF. So, a new year, a new beginning, LA->Philly->NYC->Chicago->SF POV of an self-claimed East Coast transplant...originally from the West, is no more. I'm saying farewell to Bicoastaler or Bicoastal-ER. Both definitions are apropos.

Farewell, BICOASTAL-ER. Say hello to BALANCING ACT.

More than Half a Year Later...

Another year older... a little wiser... and ready to get back to posting. A lot has happened since the last post, and while I kept meaning to "go back" let's face it, it's not happening. But rather than just dismiss all the progress, I will use this as an opportunity to generate some momentum and incentive to keep writing. I think I should try to create a more even theme, but then again, randomness does suit me. And for now, I'll keep doin' what I know.