portland is actually really, really amazing so far, and even manages to live up to the weird, abstract ideal i constructed of this place when i was 16 and listening to sleater-kinney on humid nights in suburban texas. nine years later, i finally visited and here i am
i came here with a job (i work full-time remotely), so i’m pretty lucky that way. (actually i’m really, really lucky that way)
i love the size of the city. it’s very dense with Cool Stuff…pretty much every block between any given here and there has at least 5 things on it to like, at least 3 of which are amazing restaurants or bars that have delicious local beers on tap
i like that i ride my bike every single day and that there are tall fir trees and that people talk about wool and kombucha a lot