Amazingly enough I don't even mind the traffic in Los Angeles. Maybe it's just because I don't live here or maybe it's because every time I visit my best friend I want to pack up my stuff and move out here. Work for lululemon and do yoga and hang out on the beach in California. Surround myself in that creative air. Because that's really how I see LA, anyway.
Then come the excuses. It's too expensive. It's too superficial. It's too ridiculous. The biggest thing I've learned from living in Las Vegas: it's what you make of it.
A year ago yesterday I was hanging out with my two best friends in LA as well. It was the week I decided to move out here and quit my career counseling job. It was the week I starting realizing and feeling more like myself. I remember getting calls from east coast friends early in the morning last year, so I put my phone in the other room. This year, all my early morning calls came from west coast friends.
The silliest part about birthdays is it forces you to look back to what you were doing the year before. And each year, I'm amazed at how different my life is. How many changes I've gone through in that one year. Quitting my first real job. Moving across the country. Two break-ups. Starting a new job. Financial struggles. And I know that in a year, things will be completely different again. Maybe I won't be just visiting LA.
We took a yoga class yesterday where the instructor focused on duality. Meaning: bringing how you feel onto the mat and off of the mat. At one point he had us in a pose breathe out something that was bothering us or causing us pain. And instead of layers upon layers of things pouring into my head, some slow, subtle thoughts came to mind about what I can change in my life. What I know I can just breathe out and let go. And for the first time, I think I truly understood that.
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