Here's to Los Angeles

CHEERS... to being in love. I love being single. Might say I am "in love" with that. Without need to stretch myself to thin in order to make someone else happy. I needed this time to focus on myself. I still need more experience and time to grow. Time to discover what makes me tick. How can I allow someone to bring happiness into my life if I'm not even sure what makes me happy? It's also easy to focus because everyone is better looking down in the south. End of discussion.
To following your heart. I don't enjoy the company of just anybody. I can be in a mixed crowd but I cannot carry a conversation with someone that doesn't interest me. Why was I taught that courtesy was to smile and nod? That's actually more rude than being honest. So here it is... I didn't like my roommate. Trying to make that work only wore me out. So I moved out. I received a flood of bullshit in return for following my heart. And that's when I realized that fear is real but unnecessary. I mean... what I feared (debt, criticism, betrayal) all came to pass but I was still standing while it was and when it was over. So, I'd rather do what eases my heart and suffer the consequence than to suffer from the dread of "what if."
To new beginnings. I'm beginning to understand the formula that works out here (LA). Work IS play. There's an undeniable sense of entitlement in the air. My peers in this area tend to believe that everything SHOULD be easier than it always is. So, they choose to make play a means of work. Interesting social solution. There's the allure of living here. If only that were my MO I would be dazzled by the bright lights... but I'm hardly impressed. But to give this city some positive feedback... opportunity is around EVERY corner. So, to the idealistic dreamers whom have at least an ounce of realism to fall back on... I encourage you to move out here and be you. But be forewarned! In order to be "known" you have to jump into the "scene" and that is like playing with fire for the undisciplined.