So, my mother sat my sister and I down the other day and told me something that has left me quite introverted since. I haven't been as social as usual and have been feeling quite distant from everyone, including myself. What, do you ask, did she say that inspired my odd persona to take form? She said...
"Don't think about moving out for at least a semester... your father and I are thinking about moving back down to L.A. and you might want to come with us."
Move back to L.A.? It's what I've wanted to do since the first day I moved to Chico back in April of my tenth year of existence. That dream to move back to familiarity and family. Back to the land of Disneyland, Six Flags and Knott's. Back to the city life and the highways and freeways and Del Taco.
But... is that what I really want now? I just got used to Chico and it is not familiar and L.A. not so familiar. Work here is a dead end, but could it prosper in Los Angeles? Land of Hollywood dreams? What to do?
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