Hollywood: the land of dreams and broken dreams.

I love spending my days in Los Angeles. I miss living in my city more than I can fathom. It's difficult putting this into words, my current reality: losing people I never thought I'd lose, leaving the city I thought I'd be spending my early adulthood in... after such a short time... I still can't wrap my mind around it. It burdens my thoughts every second. I don't think I will ever comprehend the year that is 2013; more has happened and hasn't happened and it's insane. It may appear as if my dreams have been put on hold, as if I've given up, as if the life I breathe in passion exists no longer, but I promise (and I assure this to myself, and myself only), it is far from over. I am more determined now that I've gotten a taste. Los Angeles is the one place I feel at home. No matter how chaotic, pressuring, and challenging it may be, my heart forever lives there.
I don't want to speak in certainty anymore; For I now, how rapid life evolves. There are literally twists and turns at every corner. You think you're in the absolute knowing with someone and something and suddenly you close your eyes for a second, and it's changed. Expectations are poison, no?
I'm not finished with LA. I didn't even get the chance to pursue my acting career while I was out there - working 20 hours a week in retail, trying to gather half a thousand dollars every month to just survive: I had no spare cash to give me that extra push I needed to go into full force with my career. It was difficult. Maybe it wasn't smart going out there with no financial support, I blame my blind optimism. But I am thankful for those two months. I learned more than a person will learn in a lifetime. Los Angeles made me grow up. This temporary turn is just a gust of wind... I'll find my way back Home. I'm not anywhere done tackling my dreams.