when i was ten, my mom got pregnant with my youngest brother dane and for some reason she just got itchy feet and decided she wanted to move from murrieta, where i had lived my entire life. it was a perfect place to me and i loved living there when i was little. it was a small town and it was underdeveloped and i have so many fond memories of my childhood there. i remember being apprehensive about this big move to orange county, as any ten year old would be, and i was sad to leave my entire life behind. looking back now, i see that moving here has been the utmost greatest decision my parents could have ever made for me, and this place that i call home has given me so many opportunities and advantages and life experiences. i know everyone is proud of where they're from but i really have such an affinity for my hometown of coto de caza. i might even be a little bit obsessed, i'll admit, but i just love this place.
i love how i've memorized the curves of vista del verde and could drive it blind folded,
i love how i know all the secret hiding places for cops,
i love how coto drive lights up at night time like disneyland,
i love having my own personal driveway,
i love calling my guests into the gate and adding them onto the permanent list when they've earned it,
i love the surrounding areas of wilderness