I sleep on the couch. I don't know my way around town. My only friends are my roomates. I am in California. I guess that last statement is supposed to make all the previous sentances seem ludacris, but it is tough living in such an interesting place knowing things are so much easier back home.
Honesty time, I know you want it so here it is: I miss Lincoln, I miss Nebraska. (it almost looks like I wrote: I Miss Nebraska) I know this home sickness only stems from being in a new place for the first time in my life, but there is some value in those thoughts. Everything was plesant and all around perfect for me in Lincoln...besides the fact that I was miserable. Being the new fish in this huge ocean called 'LA' isn't any better at this point, but its something I have to do so I'll make the most of it.
Things aren't completely unsightly, I did swim near some dolphins in Malibu today. Who would have thought you'd be swimming in the ocean and then all of the sudden...dolphins. Wild stuff. I have to admit it is beautiful country out here. It's nice I guess, but a good old cornfield would beat any ocean view or mountain ridge any day of my week.
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