
I woke up very early this morning thinking about how much I've benefitted from generosity. The world has been very kind to me, and specific people have been very very kind to me. I feel sad that I may not have been as appreciative or generous enough in return, but happy that I have time ahead of me to try.
I am meeting an LJ friend (reader only, no LJ account) on my trip, and she got me and my family tickets to a couple shows. I am grateful, but have no thank you gift. I thought I could find some copies of The Urban Pantheist Zine, but they have been archived all too well (future generations may enjoy them). Mostly I'm happy to meet new friends and have new experiences. I've always been rotten at gifts, but I justify it by saying that material things aren't that important.
I'm really looking forward to this trip! It's a whole new environment of things to discover--the closest I've ever been was San Diego, and that was back when I was thinking about comic books more than anything else. I don't think I saw the city during the day at all, and didn't see it at night sober.
Fresh new mind, open and excited. La Brea Tar Pits, Southern California Hills and Beaches, city streets teeming with coyotes and kit foxes (well probably not), mountain lions creeping through mansion estates. It took me 25 years of living in Boston to visit New York City. Now Los Angeles a year later. Next year?