By now I would have expected to be home sick for San Diego-- but barely three weeks in and it all ready feels like a life long, long ago. I won't lie and say I want to go back. It was a nice memory- I miss my friends, I miss seeing my family, but it's only "a little pain"; not gut wrenching but it aches a little bit. Here, I haven't sunk in my roots enough to have any big comfort except Kyle- but I'm working on it.
I haven't gotten used to watching the fog move over the skyline in record speed- or watching it roll down the hill out my window. One minute I have the entire valley to admire with all its twinkling little lights: the next moment the fog has swooped in so thickly I can't see twenty feet away. I'm looking forward to buying nice boots and a thick winter coat-- it'll make future visits to San Diego much more memorable with its time-capsule weather.
The Poladroid picture was one of the few images I've taken from within my car which gets driven so rarely now. The post office, the grocery store, the laundromat- the extent of the driving in LaHooundah, my little Honda Civic. My life is quickly changing to include walking, the bus, and the subway and I don't mind it one bit- except for still having car payments to make. I resent still having to take care of it.
I told my mother about all the walking I'm doing and the first thing she says is, "at least you'll finally lose some weight."
But the creativity I've been feeling as of late has been amazing. I take pictures everywhere I go- I want to document the graffiti and street art that inspires me. This place continues to deliver and I hope it won't stop.
School starts tomorrow and the first class up is Fashion Illustration 2. I can't wait-- it'll distract me from the fact that I need to bust my ass extra hard to make ends meet. Not to say I'm complaining about being broke and without many resources for fun that include money--- it's just that I promised myself something nice and I'd like to be able to indulge in something for myself this weekend without feeling regret.

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