Change

It's 3:07 in the morning and I'm sitting in the bathroom light of my studio apartment in Hollywood, as I have done the last few nights, unable to seep. California is so enchanting and so disconcerting at the same time. In half an hour, I will be heading back to the airport for another three flights until I reach my new home on the East Coast and hopefully fall back into a more regular sleeping pattern.

I thought it would be so much harder to leave home, until I left, then it was one of the easiest things in the world to do. Here is the thing, I live in constant fear of losing the people I love, but travelling/leaving has this uncanny ability to show you the people who really care and what really matters. I'm talking about the people who will answer your phone calls despite the time difference, who have sent me letters and who are scared to loose me just as equally as I am of them.  There are no false pretences and it becomes really clear who and what matters all of a sudden.
So just quickly before I miss my taxi call, I want to say thank you to the people in my life I don't have to worry about losing, the ones who are always there for me and have held my hand and supported me in this entire journey I have embarked on. I could not be more blessed than I am, having such compassionate and caring people in my life. The love I have for you is infinite and I don't fear it ever running out.
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