229 Days
So… the LA thing didn’t take. Today I fly back to New York to become a resident after 229 days as a Californian. My entire life has, for the second time this year, been packed up in boxes, placed on a truck and sent across the country.
Anyone who has met me (or reads this) knows that I wasn’t going to stay in LA forever. I love New York City to much to never move back. I did plan on staying in LA for a little while longer, but a job opportunity came along that I just couldn’t turn down.
I’m happy to be coming home. I’m happy to see my friends. But I’m really sad to be leaving my current job.