But wherever you go, there you are, blah, blah, blah. The nesting desire has been growing stronger this year ( I wrote about it after visiting friends in England in June ), and while I’m not ready to become a full-fledged, suburban-dwelling, kid-toting, Christmas-card-sending adult, the idea of having a home is enormously appealing.
So when I realized that I already had a home–and one that I actually wanted to stay in!–well, it kinda rocked my world. Los Angeles gets a bum rap sometimes, but like so many places and situations, it’s what you make of it. I’ve managed to build up an incredible life with amazing friends these past 3 years, and when I think of all that LA has to offer (Hermosa beach, Big Bear, the LA Philharmonic, Roger Room, Chateau Marmont, the Arclight, hiking in Runyon Canyon, driving up the PCH, 70 degree weather year ’round, and, yes, even Hollywood…), I feel an enormous burst of affection for the city of angels. I’m officially in love with you again, LA!
This Christmas with my family in Dallas has been the best in about a decade. I’ll be gutted to leave my dad and brother–but am really jazzed to return home and see what the next chapter holds.
Merry Christmas, hope you’re all having a wonderful time with your family and friends (or wherever you are!) and lots of love.