After I broke up with my boyfriend, my best friend suggested moving to a new city and a new atmosphere.
I really wanted to get out of town, but I didn’t know if I wanted to move all the way across the country to San Francisco.
My friend made the city sound like the most amazing place in the world. I visited San Francisco once in the past, and my best friend and I had a great time. Still, the traffic was heavy and the streets were filled with people. I had to think about the decision for several days, but it only took me a few hours to pack all of my stuff into the back of my car. I drove halfway across the country in less than two days. I stayed awake with lots of coffee and caffeine pills. I didn’t sleep the entire time, but I had my dog to keep me company. We listened to old CDs in the car most of the time, because the radio stations didn’t come in properly. When we passed the California state line, we began to see signs all over the interstate for cannabis dispensaries. That was quite a change, because I had never viewed any legal cannabis advertising in my home state of Mississippi. Cannabis wasn’t even legal for medical purposes, and now giant billboards advertised cannabis supplies on sale. As soon as I got to Sarah’s apartment, I unpacked the car and took a nap. When I woke up, the two of us went for a walk around the area where we live. I passed by several different cannabis shops and each one of them were filled with customers. Living in San Francisco is definitely a lot different than living anywhere else in the country.