I moved to this city because I heard it was a great place to make money. The small towns in Washington are really great if you want to get lost and step away from society for a while. There are millions of acres of woods and wilderness where you can find tiny towns and clusters of houses. As tranquil and relaxing as this may be, for a younger person who is ambitious and wants to make money, it is not that great. As soon as I had graduated high school and saved up a few hundred bucks, I drove 200 miles to start over in Seattle, WA. My first job was at a cannabis dispensary, which at that point had been my dream job for years. As an avid cannabis smoker, I thought that working at a dispensary would be the perfect fit. The fact that the dispensary was in Seattle made it all the sweeter, and for a couple of years I was enjoying my work. The problem came not because the job changed, but I realized I didn’t want to be middle aged and still working as a Seattle budtender. I still kept my job at the dispensary, but also started taking night classes at the Seattle tech trade school. I wanted to stay in Seattle, because it felt like home, but working at the dispensary would only take me so far in life. Eighteen months later I got my certification in HVAC repair, and started working for a local Seattle contractor. Sometimes I miss working at the dispensary.