Your Face (kandigurl) wrote,
Your Face

California Dreamin'

***I posted this to my emo journal, so if you read both, you've already seen this. But I may as well post it for big and for reals!***

If you know me at all, you know that I'm a homebody. I mean that in the loosest sense of the word, of course. I'm hardly ever actually "home" at my apartment. But I love being at home with my friends, in my hometown, and I've never had any great desire to travel.

Until recently.

Other places are calling my name. I'm taking three big trips for sure this year, one for Nikki's wedding. But the other two trips, Burning Man and Hoop Camp, are inspired by hooping. The desire to be around people who hoop, to learn from them, to take this and become the best I possibly can from as many resources as I possibly can, it's pretty strong.

I've joined shittons of online groups for hooping, friended loads of hoopers on facebook and lj. As a result, I've gotten facebook invites to a lot of hooping events, or seen that one of my friends is attending a hoop workshop. Every time I look at where this workshop or event is happening, there's a 90% chance it's in one place: California.

I've always had something of an aversion to California, to be honest. Nothing against the state, I've just never had any desire to live there. But it appears to be the hooping epicenter of the US. And I want to go. I want to go to California, take workshops, attend meetups, get to know some of the big names in hooping, and learn as much as I possibly can.

I want to spend a year in California doing that.

I don't think anywhere but Texas could ever possibly be home. But the more I think about it, the more going to California for a year seems plausible. My car is about to be paid off. I could couch hop again, which there is now an entire friggin' website for: I LOVE that. There are 153 vouched for and verified people in California with couches to stay on. Since I'd have no car payments and no rent to pay, I could get a job at Subway (which I'm way mega qualified for, know the ins and outs of, and there are tons of them around), which would allow flexible hours and I'd only have to work 20 hours a week to provide me with enough money for food, gas, and a little to give to the people letting me stay with them to say thanks, and the rest I'd spend on hoop supplies and workshops (and maybe a hotel room once in a while if I just need to be by myself for a night).

I probably wouldn't be able to do this until next year, because I wouldn't want to break the lease on my apartment. I've never broken a lease before, and when I come back home, I'll want an apartment again. But that would give me more time to save up in case of emergency and the drive out there. Plus, I have almost a whole year to really think about it, weigh the pros and cons, and see if I'm still as jazzed about hooping by that point.

But in two weeks, I'll have been hooping for six months, and I'm still as excited about it as before. I still feel like it could be the key to opening up so much more for me, if I'm not too scared to stick it in the locks. I've lived so much of my life in fear of how taking a big risk like this might screw things up. But I'm sick of being afraid, and I don't want to let that fear keep me from exploring something that makes me feel so connected and whole.

Ten months. And then I'll most likely be on my way to California.
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