The time has come, my little friends, for me to head back to LA.
I have had the craziest 8 months of my life here in DC, and it's going to be pretty damn hard to say bye to my experience here. I guess saying bye to experiences is just welcoming in the memories of them.
I have made best friends here - which is crazy. Last year my best friend in the whole world broke my heart and I honestly didn't think making new friends was going to be easy, but with time, they came. I have found these badass women and men who I feel so lucky to have met. I've made relationships with people here that I will never forget, and that I honestly trust I could come back to and there would be no change.
I'm scared to go back to LA and face the reality of the job hunt, the apartment hunt, and the friend hunt (even though I have amazing best friends there, too, but you know what I mean). I'm scared but I'm also fucking stoked because in all reality - that's where I want to be. I want to start my life and have a badass job, and do cool shit, and travel all over the world. I know I can do that. I am fucking awesome enough to do that, and I can't wait to start it.
I'll be living up my last week in DC as aggressively as I possibly can and I'll keep you updated on wherever I wake up over the next 7 days.
P.S. Feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org