The End of California

Grieving for the home I loved, now lost.

Photo by Matthew Hamilton on Unsplash

On Christmas last year, I stood in the kitchen with my roommate and another friend, cooking a somber dinner. None of us said much. We’d all called our families earlier in the day, our trips home long-since cancelled. We were doing our best to conjure some sort of holiday spirit, but our hearts were hanging low like the North Coast clouds outside. A song came…