I lived on the west coast and just loved it.
- I was near the beach, the shops, restaurants and cool bars.
I didn’t even bother owning a car. I could bike to everything. My favorite thing to do on the weekend was ride my bike over to the farmer’s market, pick up some produce and then ride over to the cannabis dispensary near me. I would pick up cannabutter, cannabis cooking oil and neat edibles that the on-site bake shop made. It was beautifulâ€¦ Work then offered myself and others a ton of money to transport east. They were setting up a new branch and needed someone with experience. The pay was just too good. I got money towards a cabin and a car too. They lured myself and others right in. Well my location just isn’t as good. The weather is much colder. The town isn’t the same. There aren’t really several shops, bars or markets to visit. I don’t want to ride my bike anymore due to the cold and the people walking around. It seems frightening. I also realized too late that medical weed is the only thing allowed in my state. I went from a recreational cannabis state that allowed myself and others to get anything I wanted and now I am medical cannabis only. I have thought about getting a medical weed card, but it is a lot of work. I also don’t technically need weed. I guess I wouldn’t get prescribed edibles either. At most I could get an oil that I could vape when I want to sleep at night.