Farewell Minnesota

After 27 years of calling the upper Midwest my home I fear that it time that we went our separate ways. I know that his may come as a shock to many, but to no one more then myself. The personal ad that appeared on my blog last week, as somewhat of a joke, seems to have had a truer purpose. To my surprise a serious connection has occurred from my seemingly harmless rambles. That post set it motion things that I never thought possible. That post has caused me to throw caution to the wind: pack up my belongings and head out of town. To be accurate it was the comment of “I'm so your woman.”

In a short while with what belonging I absolutely need I will steer my car onto the freeway heading in a westerly direction. I will drive through the boring planes and guts of this country only to stair at the beautiful mountains that I’ve skied on many a times. I will pass my winter playground with a different location in mind. After another long stint of driving I will be looking at a horizon of water that never ends. The ocean with its rolling waves and song that goes on and on that I only been able to experience every couple of years. That will be a thing of the past unless the fog has rolled in and horn is playing it keep back message. I have no idea if there will really be gold at the end of the bridge but I’m willing to take that chance.

I know that this is all very sudden but it’s something that I can’t really explain and almost dare not to. So for now I will simply say thank you and bid you ado…