Last night I looked back upon my time in Ventura. I also lived in Oxnard Shores. Oxnard, CA. I lived a few blocks from the ocean though I did not go to the beach too often.
I think of the people I met while in California. Most of them I would like to meet again, a few I would rather not, and I often wonder where they are now. I made a short movie in film school. I am friends on FB with one of my actors but the other 2 I have no idea where they are now.
I am not good with names. It can take me longer to remember a person's name if I ever remember it and I often forget their name after not being around them for so long.
I had a car while in California. I miss having a car. I miss traveling. I remember the time I traveled to see the band Everyday Sunday. I stayed at a B&B because I was unfamiliar with the area and that was all that I could locate close to the place the concert was being held. It was a fun trip. Seeing my favorite band. Touring a winery.
I have so many memories of trips I have taken in my life. Not all were taken alone. It's weird to have so many memories and no one to share them with. It would be great to have someone to share memories with.
I volunteered as a camera operator for a music festival. I volunteered twice. I drove up North alone to the festival. I camped in a tent. It was great. One time I stopped by a small county fair where one of the bands from the festival was performing. I wish that I had photos from those trips.
What shall I do today? I have no idea. It's going to be hot today.