Being in a new city is more difficult than anyone warned. It is a spontaneous adventure, yes. It is also at times an isolating experience. While Los Angeles has taught me countless new things about myself in terms of perspective, personal strengths, and personality traits (I am far more shy than I ever thought!), I have struggled to plant roots in this foreign city.
This week has been a worrisome one for me - I am a worry wart by nature and when I get things in my head I can't let go of them and I worry myself out of sleep, out of my routines... It's not the best trait to have, but I am learning how to better deal with it.
This week has also carried some exciting news that makes me look forward to my future in California. Volunteering is part of who I am as a person. It is in my nature and I don't feel like I am being true to myself unless I am giving back and involved in the community. I made some major strides to try to make that happen this week and was put in contact with some volunteer coordinators at different organizations that I would love to work with. This opportunity should help put many of my worries to rest.
This is a positive step in the right direction. I am making Los Angeles my own. Our group of friends is slowly but surely expanding, our comfort boundaries are widening, and I am feeling much more optimistic about the year to come. The images above reflect how I feel right now - you can CHOOSE to see your world in drab, dull colors when you're feeling down, or you can CHOOSE to see the world in bright, bold colors and seize each moment. I plan to do the latter.
If ONLY there was some heat right now. As a California outsider up until (almost) 1 year ago, I never believed the "June Gloom" claims, thinking it was just the Californians being sissies. Alas, the June Gloom is very real. And very Gloomy. I'm ready for beach bum days and sweltering heat to welcome the summer months.
WANDERLUST. Taking over. Consuming me. These images are making me feel better/making me freak out all at the same time.
You know when you feel so content one day doing what you're doing, then the next something happens that makes you question everything? I think I have a sickness, but it happens a bit too often in my world.
I have such a strong desire to drop everything and do something crazy for absolutely no reason but to do something spontaneous and absurd. The desire comes and goes in swells, usually strongest after I have a slow week at work leaving me anxious and eager for adventure, weakest when I am making time for adventure in my day-to-day life and busy at work (those 2 are hard to balance, but that's the point).
Blargh. That was just a blog vent. To no one. But I suppose now it's out there. I feel a bit better.
And I just noticed the order that I threw these pictures on here is exactly how my mind is working from start to finish. Beauty in the little things, I suppose.