My “new” apartment kicks ass, if anyone was wondering. I think it has something to do with the fact that I absolutely love living alone. Who knew? (Although maybe it has to do with the fact that I’m finally living with someone who puts my needs & priorities first – me- for the first time in a long time.) I’m enjoying cooking for myself, reading as long and as late and as much as I want, and walking around wearing whatever (or nothing at all). I’m also training for a marathon, if you count a Netflix marathon. Which really, you should, because watching an entire season of LOST in one weekend is actually quite draining. I mean, it’s a commitment people.
I have been toying around with the idea of applying for PhD programs, and I even went so far as to start the process. I requested letters of recommendations from professors, starting working on my admission statements, and registered for the GRE. Somewhere along the way I stopped and looked around at what I was doing. I couldn’t figure out WHY I suddenly decided I wanted to go back to school. I think I was running away again, like after college when I moved to Washington DC just because I could. I don’t want to run anymore. I may not have picked Los Angeles for myself, and I might not have originally wanted to live here, but like it or not, I am slowly building my life here. It’s difficult at times and I don’t love everything about this city, but there is plenty that I do enjoy. For one, I’m finally making and enjoying my friendships here. I’ve joined some various clubs and organizations that center around community service and I love what we’ve done so far. And then there is my job. My wonderful, amazing, challenging, haunting, exhilarating, incredible job. With wonderful, inspiring coworkers and clients. If I could pick this job up and move it to San Diego, I would. But I can’t, so for now I guess I’m stuck in LA. Except I’m slowly starting to feel less and less “stuck”. It’s beginning to feel like home.
Other new things – I signed up for online dating. I know, WHAT?! I’m not sure where that came from and honestly I’m not sure how long it will last. I’m mostly just looking to make new friends and see what happens in time. Nobody told me how utterly overwhelming it is, or how many outrageously creepy/hilarious/random messages you get. Some of my friends that do online dating and I have started sharing those messages with each other. There are the ones that are funny and then the ones that make you semi-afraid for your life. Either way, it’s been an interesting experience thus far. At times, a little confusing if I’m being honest, but hey. I’m optimistic. I think. I have a lot more thoughts on this topic, but I think I’ll save them for an entire post.
I have a stack of books taller than me – and still growing – so I’m pretty excited about that. I can’t wait to have some quality reading time over the Christmas holiday. I’m looking into taking a creative writing class, probably through a community college. All in all, life is pretty good. I’ve had a few recent circumstances that involved a fender-bender on the freeway and a bird stealing my toast, but at least there haven’t been any more incidents of me walking to the mailbox without pants. So there’s that.