The other night I dreamed about living in Southern California again.
I lived there thirty years.
I haven’t been back to California since I cried uncle and bailed three years ago, moving to hillbilly flyover country, so it was weird that the dream took place in the present day. I was happily residing in Malibu or Ventura, probably a sampling of each. My wi…
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