I am not saddened about leaving Utah, but about leaving the wonderful people here that have enriched my life. There are some great people here… good friends. Friends that have become Family to me.
But Leaving “Utah” it’s self… I can’t want to go. I have to be honest about that. The weather. The cold winters. The politics. Utah has it’s own very unique internal politics. The State fails to Lead in just about everything and doesn’t get anything good done. It miss manages its resources, demands more from you, and then acts all holier than thou about it. It’s turned over every square inch of land that wasn’t pinned down by someone over to the FED’s in exchange for PILT Money… Payment in Lew of Taxes… and then it bitches about not having enough money for education. They gave up dollars to get a few quick pennies.
My frustration with Utah only became unbearable when I became politically active and really looked at what’s going on. When I tried to do something about it, I received some support, yes, but I also received threats because they didn’t want me to rock the boat.
Utah is satisfied with complacency and mediocrity, and I am not.
I will miss my friends here, a great deal. I wish I could take them all with me… I really do.