Of Anniversaries, Awareness and Resolutions

I realized that in a few days, I will be celebrating my tenth anniversary of becoming a vegetarian.

Of pitching tents, pricing, preconceptions, precognition, and prejudice...

I do mean pitching tents in a figurative term, but I can at last say that the that I have arrived in the Seattle area and have set my GPS coordinates where I am currently bunking. It is still a tad unnerving when my GPS has told me I have arrived “Home”.

Home... the word has an odd, nostalgic meaning to me in the sense that Home was the City I had lived in for over a decade, and Wyoming for almost all of my life. Now that I have arrived in Seattle, I have uncovered certain truths that I had not expected. My answers and explanations will most likely cast me in the light of a bigot, but almost all I say is true, though there are most likely to be exaggerations of some details for posterity, clarity, and entertainment value.