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I’m Moving to San Francisco

Ask anybody privileged enough to know me in my youth and they'll tell you I talked a mean game about San Francisco. When I was growing up, I loved the 49ers (big Joe Montana fan) and I always told people I'd live in that town one day. As I grew, the idea I'd ever get there took a backseat to life -- circumstances just never lined up to make my dream come true. For the second time in my life, I feel so damned lucky -- the first, obviously, that I get to do what I do for a living -- and, honestly, I'm just waiting to get hit by a bus or have a piano fall on my head. I feel like the universe will discover that I'm this happy and correct it somehow.

Regardless, on Wednesday, I fly out, leaving the east coast and my current stomping grounds, York, PA, in the dust. While the myriad things I need to do seems to grow larger by the day, no matter how much I've accomplished by then, I'm flying out. It's, like, set in stone and stuff.

So some people on Twitter have asked me (among others) just why I decided to move across the country. Hopefully this helps to explain it.

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