Fires...

I'm in San Diego...and I am alive. The air is ashy and it's definitely been a mellow but productive week of staying indoors. I left Carlsbad because the smoke has been too thick to even breathe. I was starting to feel a little clausterphobic like i was going to get trapped. The traffic was bumper to bumper o mph. The plan WAS to go to Orange County and hang out with the girls but sitting in traffic for 5 hours or more didn't sound appealing. I'm staying in Point Loma, in an area that won't be touched by the fires, but i know a lot of people who have had to evacuate their homes and are just waiting to find out the next move...how horrible for the people who don't have homes to return to.

I'm sure this will give everybody a new outlook on life. Makes you appreciate the important things. We go through life collecting stuff...stuff that we can't take with us when we leave this place. Sometimes I wish I could get rid of everything I own and start over, reminding myself not to collect unnecessary things along the way....I'm glad that most people had enough time to grab the sentimental things that do matter like pictures and such....I know one little boy here who doesn't know if 1 of his houses was burned yet or not. Yesterday he told me that he hopes it did burn because he wants to live all of the time at his other house because he likes it better. I thought that was pretty funny and shareable.