One thing that I really hate about LA

It’s never cold here. I’m tired of shorts and air conditioning. I’m ready for sweaters and rain.

I can’t even begin to describe my trip home

I won’t even try. It was wonderful and awful. Truly a bittersweet trip down memory lane. So wonderful to see so many people that I care so deeply about and who I miss more than anything. So weird to know I’m not going to be back for a very long time and that many parts of my childhood I’m never going to be able to go back to.

At the same time, I was very, very happy to come back to LA. Oregon will always be my home, but LA is where I belong right now.