We Could Move to South Oregon

Do I tell more stories?

Or do I tell more musings?

Probably both.

Probably both.

When I was working in Menlo Park, in the heart of venture financing, I was working for a law partner who advised, "You need to listen to your inner voice. What's it saying to you, right now?"

And I heard it.

My inner voice.

It said one word.

One word only.

Calmly.

Definitively.

"Run."

Now trust me, no one missed me leaving there.

And I hate vehemently dislike running.

But I thank the partner.

And your inner voice.

Mmhmm.

Off I went.

I had achieved a dream out there in Silicon Valley.

But it wasn't mine.

It was never mine.

And in a way that I am, as Koreans are, I honored my family by becoming a lawyer.

And then moved across the country to do it.

The former being the Korean part of me.

The latter being the me part.

But if I'm honest, I always wanted to live in California.

And I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up.

So law school in Cali felt like an answer.

Or at least, a three year delay in having to find one.

This is, in hindsight, terrible reasoning.

But I think terrible reasoning is a foundational component of youth.

Of middle and old age, too.

All of that to say, as I always say, everything - and I mean everything - leads me to right here.

Right now.

Living out in SV reinforced my love of technology and possibility.

Leaving it reinforced my love of a simple life.

Besides, with these little slabs of silicon, you can do anything anywhere in the Actuverse.

Is he making up words?

To chasing dreams.

Finding them.

And leaving them by the ocean.

Hallelujah.