Not love, but not hate either - H

I've been reflecting on the year lately, as I'm prone to do around the new year. I just thought I should let it be known that I don't hate California anymore. This time three years ago, I was professing my hate weekly on Friday nights during my small group at the time. Thanks to all who endured my constant complaining and probably irrational babbling. I can't say that I feel the same affection for my home here that I do for my hometown. It was a different time and place. I had a different attitude and was a different person. There's a lot that I appreciate about Chicago that just doesn't exist here, and I think I'll always miss those things. I think I just want to move on now. It's time to move on.