Did I have a job lined up? I did not. Did I know where I was going to live? Nope. But thank goodness for those fearless early 20-something years, friends who are willing to literally share their bed, and supportive moms who will answer the phone at all hours to decipher through tears, “what have I done?!”
There’s a lot of “just be yourself” that gets thrown around in life, especially in our 20’s, as if it’s just that simple. To “just be ourselves” we have to first have a very clear idea of what that means, which I might argue is a process we will be working at until the day we die. But I can tell you this: I found a lot out about who I was not while living in LA. Fun was had, so much was learned, and after three years, I’ve never known anything as sure as it was time to go.
I got a little sick of my own face, so started to slowly distance myself from being a “blogger”. Around the end of 2020, I felt comfortable saying I no longer ran a blog, but continued in the world of social media, doing freelance work here and there, and continued on to where I am now.
Turns out the universe had my back, and I made my final decision to leave Seattle in January 2020, and we all know what happened next.
You don’t have to love it, you can leave that to me.
(20 miles south of the Arctic Circle)