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It’s been a long time since I’ve given a ‘life update’, and I’m excited to share it with you now.
Guys, I’ve found direction. I’m so happy.
For the past 4 years now (wow) I’ve been dilly dallying along the river of life, going with the flow, searching for some kind of meaning. I’ve always known what I was good at, and kept an organized list of things I wanted to be when I ‘grew up’.
The ocean is loud tonight. The waves are crashing so hard, you’d think a tidal wave was approaching if you weren’t discerning enough. I’m writing this around 1am-ish. I had a few margaritas last night, and I ended up crashing out around 930pm and waking up around now, 1am-ish. Also I had a nightmare. So I put my contacts in, turned on the TV, and opened up my laptop.
Well, it’s over. I survived my first blog panel. I’m having a glass of wine and watching Heaven is For Real, and Adam is at a soccer game at the Rose Bowl. But the panel is over, and wow. Sometimes when you speak in front of people you don’t know, afterwards, you feel like there isn’t anything you can’t do.
Sunday night, headphones on, rainymood.com blasting in my ears. My view is of Macy’s on 7th street in downtown LA. I’m filled to the brim with love, beer, and a burger and fries from the Counter. I’m attempting to formulate some kind of game plan for getting back into my side hustles. I want to lovingly tend to them like plants or pets.
It has been crazy weird, and crazy tough.
Moving my stuff out of my apartment last Monday night, I was hit with a panic attack that was as slow moving as a mudslide and just as destructive. It lasted the entire night, and slowly started to subside the following afternoon.
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My last night in Miracle Mile ended the same way it began–with a bottle of champagne.
Scratch that, I’m too tired for champagne. I do have it in my fridge, but I really just wanted to open with that line.
When I first moved into this apartment, Adam and I celebrated by opening up a bottle of bubbly. I didn’t know what to expect living completely on my own. I knew it would be weird, since I’d lived with a roommate before. I knew it’d be lonely. I knew it’d be quiet.
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It’s hot in Southern California tonight. I don’t 100% mean because it’s been in the 90s this week, I mean because the Kings are at Game 7 in the playoffs, and I’ve been reading a lot about the sun.
Do you guys watch that Cosmos show on Fox? It comes on Sunday nights at 9pm, and I am hooked. I am already quietly obsessed with the universe, but that show encompasses exactly how I feel on a day to day basis.
(Thursday writing prompts for “What Does This Remind You Of?” will now be bi-weekly).
Well friends and family, the time has officially come–I officially have my very own YouTube show. And it really did just come out of the clear blue sky and fall into my lap.
A really good friend of mine/website owner/budding entrepreneur named Tone, who I am exceedingly envious of, emailed me a few weeks ago asking if I wanted to be a YouTube host for my very own show.
Well, obvs.