This is my last night in LA. I have to go to the apartment in northern california I rented for the summer. To do what, I don't know. Hang out with good friends, be in the sun, do crossfit and bikram. Yet, I'm having a slight "losing-my-shit" moment tonight... I guess it's because I'm done with about 6 months of vagabonding. Yes, I'll be in a new place. And only for two months (let's be real, probably not even that long). Why am I suddenly worried that I have lost direction? Wait, did I ever have any direction?
Hopefully the 8 hour ride up north will sort me out, it always seems to.
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