This afternoon I found myself raising a subject that comes up now and again: leaving the Bay Area.

I've been here eleven and a half years. Sometimes I feel as though I've walked down every street multiple times. Other days there seems unparalleled new opportunity in this nonsensical land.

We're here for the next two years, until Adam finishes his grad program. I'm glad. It'll give us time to ponder, plan, or to decide what we have is too good to forfeit.