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    A Dark & Stormy, please

    Friday, May 30th, 2008

    For the past 45 minutes the night sky has lit up every second or two. There are so many lightning strikes that the thunder often cannot keep up. The intervals of lightning are so close, in fact, that the thunder sounds like a steady, continuous growl.

    I arrived home safely despite the treacherous 30-minute drive from work, which usually takes just 10. The raindrops were so heavy that their thuds against the car drowned out the booming thunder. My windshield wipers were springing feverishly side to side as the humidity crept over the glass, clouding my vision.

    Nights like this remind me how much the Midwest is still a foreign land to me. The torrential downpours, the balls of hail, the sleet and snow, and, as mentioned already, the springtime thunderstorms.

    It’s weather like this that personally introduces me to nature’s strength and my own weakness. It reminds me of relativity between big and small. I am a mere speck under a limitless sky.

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    My comfort mechanism

    Thursday, May 15th, 2008

    Last Friday, I spent $59.20 to fill up my 4-cylinder 1999 Honda Accord with regular unleaded gasoline. After I got over the sticker shock, I thought, “Thank god, I don’t live in California anymore,” where gas would’ve cost me around $3.95 per gallon, compared to $3.69.

    I always do this. Having lived in California for a quarter-century, I can’t help but compare the price I would pay for my lifestyle there versus here, in St. Louis, where life offers a different set of fun.

    I’ll bust out the comparison calculator when considering job salaries; I do it when sizing up real estate; estimating the cost of child-rearing, and, obviously, when summing up transportation costs.

    Aside from a quick mathematical exercise for my brain, I believe the act serves as a so-called comfort mechanism, and I employ it every time I begin to miss my home state and the perks that are housed within it.

    Instead of focusing on my cherished family and friends and temperate weather and breath-taking coastlines that California has going for it, I’ll scrutinize the pervasive gridlock and unaffordable homes and gazillion people who’d surely cramp my space and style.

    Then I’ll turn to St. Louis and say, “Thank you, Lou.”

    So, family and friends from the Left Side — the West Side — if I start up my California rant the next time we talk, just know that it’s because I miss you.

    Cali

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