Fair Winds and Pleasant Seas

I have finally realized something this month. This last year has been pretty hard. Soul shattering depression, gut wrenching poverty, bone chilling cold.....it wasn't easy. But I think I realized that the main reason for all the difficulty I've experienced is not the environmental or financial factors of my existence, but rather the tether that I have refused to let go of. When I came out to Boston it was for a new start. It was to get away from California and find out what I'm capable of. But I held onto my relationships too tightly. My loves, my friends, my band....all of it is a part of who I am, but also a past to which I held on too tightly and it kept me anchored to Humboldt when I should have been focused on the reason I came to Boston in the first place: History. I have finally realized what I've been doing and now that I see it, it's easy enough to weigh anchor and move ahead at full sail. I am now devoted to my whole life in Boston and my education. I will make friends here, and I won't be afraid to talk to the most beautiful girl in the room, or make friends with the people in my major in order to stay sane during the cold winters. I'm not saying goodbye to you guys, I'm just throwing myself into my environment. You are all so far away that it's time I focus on who's nearby and willing to be my friend and show interest in my lectures on meaningless facts in history. It's truly time for me to sail boldly into that great vast sea with a heading of the second star to the right and straight on 'til morning. I will return from time to time, but I can really, truly see now that Humboldt is not my home and I don't think it ever will be again. There really is nothing there calling for my return so unless I become a Professor of History at HSU I shall likely never stay more than 10 days in Humboldt County. But should you all ever find yourselves in Boston, look me up.