I've been feeling restless. Every day I am home (which after two weekends in Joshua Tree and about eight days in San Diego admitedly isn't much), I feel like I shouldn't be there. I feel like I need to escape. Like I am wasting time.

I know I am not. The taxes and home sales are only now completed, the computer arrived yesterday, and there is still one more visa application to go. But I can't help but feel this overwhelming flight response that makes me want to up and run to the nearest airport.

I swear I almost went to Belize yesterday. Belize. Like why not?

As the Chinese still have my passport, it didn't seem a good idea. The Eastern Sierra and the Owens River Gorge will have to do this weekend instead.

Anything and anywhere to get me out of Newport Beach. As you can see, anyone in their right mind would want to leave the squalor that is coastal OC.