Letters from Sanford Street # 499

It's freezing. My mom and dad have been bombarding me with calls. I have other things to worry about right now. I have a lot of other things on my mind right now. Things are kind of a disaster right now, but, what I need the most is time to think and assess how to best tackle the issues I'm facing.

The heights of my ambitions have taken a spectacular nose-dive these last few months. My conclusion is that the best thing to do is leave the state and start over somewhere else.

My mom left several messages and she seems to think I'm homeless right now, but, I'm not homeless or anything.

I have no idea when to relocate, if I should wait until July, or July 2023. Or how exactly how to deal with that exactly, and where would I go?

When things get too exciting, they very easily get out of hand, for that reason I don't really want to go anywhere too exciting.

What am I looking for? Atlantis? El Dorado? The Garden of Eden? The Fountain of Youth? The Northwest Passage? I think there are things that just don't exist, and looking for them is pure vanity, but I don't think I'm looking for some magical bullshit paradise or whatever. I'm just looking for that place in the universe where I don't struggle so much, where things are kind of easy.