I've really gotten excited about this coming up month basically....I pick up my best friend from LAX on Tuesday and then Thursday night we are off to New York City! I will be walking down the streets and trying not to look completely like a tourist- camera clutched in my hand and looking around wildly. When I was little, it was my "favorite city" that I would always love in movies. I would tell people when I graduated high school I wanted to be living in new york, in a loft above a bakery, and go to NYU. That dream kind of crumbled when I got my roots in pretty deep in Ventura. I'm beginning to love and mark in my memory as significant events in my life, are simply when I get to leave my home town.
That being said- it really makes me sad thinking I might not always live in sunny lovely, california. There was nothing more than shocking when I did my first out-of-california trip (at the age of 15, mind you) when I realized not everyone got to experience how nice the weather is and beautiful the towns. Traveling tends to make me feel like I've lived in a little shoe box my whole life, where little by little, peep holes appear.
I think I sound completely lame. But I don't care. I'm excited!
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