letter of explanation

Clearly I have been less than on top of my goal to keep everyone up to date on the happenings of my life in LA. Forgive me. This past two months has been a whirl wind, I can hardly keep track of time, much less a blog.

So let’s start from where we left off. Being in Seattle was amazing but it made it unbelievably hard to come back to the city of concrete and fallen morals. Of course not every aspect of LA is horrible, but the city couldn’t look any less appealing after a few weeks of enjoyment in my favorite city of all. When I got back I was in this lull, I didn’t feel like I knew what I was doing or why I was here. I hadn’t really established a friend base yet, I think mainly because I was set on the idea of LA being temporary. Why would you form friendships and alliances when you’re just going to walk away from them? It was a very poor decision on my part, for friends were exactly the thing I needed to return to, instead of a quiet, lonely house.

I don’t want to be dramatic so I will cease the talk about my era of mild depression. More recently I have been spending time with some really wonderful people. They are all very talented, some musicians, some actors and just some plain old creative people. It’s exciting to see them all doing what they love, and LA seems to encourage creative careers. It’s nice to see people pursuing something creative with passion and all their time, instead of giving their dreams the temporary cold shoulder. I have to say, it’s quite refreshing and inspiring.

Also recently, I made a trip out to Salt Lake City to join my parents and sister to honor and say our earthly goodbyes to my uncle. Although it was a hard time, because of emotions and grieving, it was really wonderful to see how branches of our family all melded together. I feel that I am welcomed there with open arms every single time I go. It makes me want to go out there more often! If only air miles were always free and vacations were endless. Sometime I think it would be fun to make a trip myself, or at least be home to help entertain when they come up to visit my parent’s place. I’m going to use my upcoming graduation as a way to get my cousin Carrie to come up and go out dancing and karaoke-ing with Marin and I.

Time in Utah was short, but wonderful. I didn’t want to leave home at all after winter break, because that was just the beginning of the grieving process, so it was nice to feel some resolution and hang out with my parents. Nothing tops time with family.

I miss home, I miss Seattle, I miss my friends in WA. I miss my family, and I miss my bedroom. But I think it’s a good thing to have time away because it makes you appreciate the time you do get so much!