Oh L.A. …

I moved to L.A. a year ago. I had left Orlando, FL three years prior to that. I had wanted to live in California since I was 18 and while I do love it completely it just hasn’t felt…right. True what they say, it is incredibly expensive to live out here (it’s expensive to live anywhere in the states right now). But I think it’s just what I needed when I needed it. I love that I can go for a hike in the hills and drive down to the beach in the same day. That the weather never truly drops below fifty degrees in the winter and I can still build a tan. I love the people I work with, maybe not necessarily management but I digress.

Everything is great (outside of living paycheck to paycheck and not having my own place) I don’t have any real complaints outside of finances. Everyone here is a creative, “working” on something. I have seen a number of celebrities while working true, and I love the concert venues a lot out here. I love the fact that I can go to a concert and be surprised when almost no one has their phone out.

I don’t love the commute to work. I don’t even love the work sometimes because I feel undervalued and underutilized. I don’t love my co-live situation that I got stuck in longer than I anticipated. I don’t love that this doesn’t feel like home. Even when I visited before making the move I didn’t feel it, but I wanted to so I thought I would make it work. And I truly love it. But I don’t think it’s a fit. Not for any reason in particular other than my gut telling me.

And so I’m looking for my next adventure. I’m looking to find where my heart sings and my career has more room to thrive. If not L.A. than I have some ideas where. As would make sense it makes me nervous, I could regret it and immediately want to come back to California and if that’s true than hell, I’ll only live once. I don’t have kids, I’m not married. Sometimes you just have to do what your heart tells you. My plans can move with me, they’re not stationary. When I know more, I’ll be back here.

—Lea