Volasail

I have no idea. Honestly. Why is this here?

“volasail” comes from … LA freeway system signs. Yup. Thought it’d be better, huh? My senior year in college, I decided to do my last semester at home in San Diego. I knew it’d be tough to make the commute from SD to LA twice a week, but there was something exciting about skipping school three days a week. There was this girl I liked (who later became my wife) in SD, free housing was in SD (my folks place), and the idea of being home just sounded…good.

So here I was, driving my ‘95 Honda Civic loaded to the brim with all my crap. I started thinking about how this move might affect my life…uprooting my life in LA to be in SD. Giving up my Industry internships and connections, to live in the clean air of SD, chasing a gorgeous red head. I decided then to start journaling this crazy journey…but what about a name? Seeing as the 405 freeway had become a common visual for my frequent journeys, I looked up at the freeway sign of the upcoming exits. Merging a view of the words, “volasail” was born.

Aside from random posts about moving once a year, chasing the ellusive “perfect” job, and stumbling through life, I have no idea what this blog is for. But I like it. So I write.

Enjoy!

(bonus: the street sign had “Bolsa” and “Harbor” as the next exits…”Bolsa” became “Vola” and “Harbor” reminded me of the beauty of sailboats…Vola, Sail)