I live in Seattle. I recognize more colors of grey than there are excuses for not going to church on Sundays. People get fooled into moving here because they come to visit in the Spring or the Summer, on one of our few sunny days, and they see all of the greens and blues that exist because of this persistent cloud layer. Ninety percent of the year we are just taking it for the environmental team- but that other ten percent of the year Seattle truly does become one of the most beautiful places to live in the world. I have luckily had the good fortune of doing some fairly extensive global traveling- and I can honestly say that on a sunny day, there is nowhere else I would rather be than Seattle.
This is a tricky argument, however, if you think about that ten percent factor. Think about a good-looking young woman for instance. Does good-looking operate as an average? If I am pretty sad, miserable, and unattractive ninety percent of the time that you see me- but the other ten percent I am Gisele Bunchen material with a personality that matches my dimples- am I still worth dating? It’s like living in the worst bipolar relationship you’ve ever had. Oh but then you take a little vacation- you go down to California for a few days. You think about Seattle everyday sure but suddenly, two days in and a couple of beers deep, you find yourself saying, “I could really see myself living here…”
You don’t mean it. You try to cover it up but everyone heard you. You feel terrible, awful- all of your Seattle friends are judging you and you pray that word doesn’t get back to your beloved city. Your first urban love. How could you do this? It was just so sunny, and warm, and ahhh but it’s no excuse! How could you? You get back home and you can hardly look that skyline in the face. It rains for two weeks straight but you know you deserve it. Screw sunshine and Vitamin D- you lost those privileges when you let that California visit go to far. You will be pasty and glued to that parka and you will like it. Now go sit in the corner of your Prius and think about what you did.
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