Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Whoa

        Okay.  Here I am; I have moved into an apartment all by myself.  Well, myself and the cat.  He's like an extension of me anyway...  You saw The Golden Compass, right? 
         I am excited about this change, but obviously also nervous and confused and a wee bit scared.  I mean, here I am without a TV and I'm supposed to be a productive artist now.  I'm supposed to have no excuse not to act on my ideas when I have them.  Or instead I could spend two hours reading Michael Chabon, accept any lunch invitations that come my way, and go to bed early.
    
          Quite honestly though, right I am rediscovering how I spend my days.  There's some freedom to knowing that there's no one else waiting at home (except Zaphod-sorry kitty!).  My car broke down last week, and I managed for eight days without renting one.  I haven't gone eight days without a car since college.  This was really a feat for me, because I've always had this big mindfuck that it wasn't possible to get around in LA without a car.  Naturally, had I still been living in Valley Village getting to work would've taken twice as long, but who cares?  I'm not living in Valley Village anymore.  I am now a Los Feliz living hipster.  Deal.
         Spending all week bumming rides, riding the bus, and walking with my headphones until my legs wanted to fall off kind of renewed me.  I was a little sad when I got my car back today.  I hope that this lesson won't go away, I saw a lot of lovely things from foot.