As you read this, I am making final preparations to move to Los Angeles. I am moving not out of desire to relocate or boredom with my current domain, but rather because I start law school at UCLA in a few weeks.
I am excited to start classes. I have long envisioned a career in law for myself. And, to be honest, I like school! I like learning and reading and debating and the sensation of having a difficult concept finally click after hours of review.
But, as I pack my final boxes, I am fighting off feelings of overwhelming sadness. These feelings have nothing to do with LA, where I will finally co-habitate with my girlfriend, be minutes from the beach, and have not just a dishwasher, but in-unit laundry too. Rather I feel this way because Oakland is the first place I have lived that truly felt like home, the type of community where I could envision myself settling down and building a life.
I became quite defensive…
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