Why do birds suddenly appear

I have to update to say that I am feeling a lot better about my circumstances.  It's honestly all a matter of perspective.  Yes, I am really tired of sweating, that's true.  But aside from that, I lost my overall positive outlook.  Fortunately, I was self-aware of having lost it and I tried to keep that in mind.

I have made a commitment to spend more time in the Arts District of the city, because frankly, if that's the kind of environment I'm seeking, I sort of need to go to it, rather than wait for it to magically come to my apartment.  I took the train there and did a little bit of exploring.  There really area lot of awesome museums, small businesses, up and coming natural food restaurants, and so forth.

Clearly this scene does exist here, if you're looking in the right places.  I camped out at one of the cafés where I got a gigantic latté, an open faced bagel with in-house made hummus and fresh avocado, and hunkered down to finish all of my current rounds of flight attendant applications.

After a couple of hours of battling with inefficient application websites and re-formatting my résumé, I had a crazy experience - who should come up to my table but one of my dearest old friends from freshman year at ASU, Luis! I hadn't seen this guy in 5 years! We had been in touch a little bit since my return to the Valley, you know, where you both mean to get together but don't ever follow through.  Anyway, we end up grabbing some happy hour pitchers of some tasty Northwest brews (Odell, Deschutes, yummmm) and catching up pretty hard.  I actually ended up bringing him along to a get together I was having later on with some co-workers and it was a really great night.

Is this the universe throwing something at me? Like, wake up and look around you? You have tons of friends here, hip & artsy stuff is absolutely available - I mean, what exactly am I looking for?

Today my dear mother messaged me from Seattle, where she is visiting as the artist of the month for a winery up there.  They had a great couple of days boating around in the sun, nice cool temps, etc.  But today she told me they were wearing gloves and coats in the pouring rain, freezing their buns off.  My dad's movements were restricted by the cold, because of his West Nile affliction from last
year.  It was kind of a huge reminder to me of what life is like there.  10 months out of the year, the air itself is just bitterly cold, because of the ocean.  I remember our house in Gig Harbor was just freezing all the time inside, no matter what we did.  I'm so used to the arid Eastern Washington/Northern Idaho climate now, so I often forget what the coastal Northwest is actually like.

The point is, it made me step outside my door today and really bask in the warm air, the sunlight, and look around at the mountains and palm trees with my old appreciation.  It may have been 110˚ here today, but in a month's time, Seattle will be frigid and Phoenix will be paradise.

More importantly than any of this, I've decided to enjoy my time here as much as possible, all while pouring my energy into getting my flight attendant career going.  I'm still getting my name out there, revamping my approach, and hoping for the best.  Best case scenario, I get a job, and they relocate me to one of their bases, out of my control.  That way, I'm not stuck here, I'm going to a new place with a job, and the decision is made for me.

I honestly think this feeling of inquietude would follow me anywhere as long as my life itself has no real direction.  That was my problem in Moscow, and the reason I wanted to move to a big city.  Location is only part of the answer.  I think I'm ready to get my real life going.