Sitting in Matt’s kitchen area this morning, munching on the delicious omelette he made, I got this feeling in my heart: longing/slight homesickness/a general missing of you.  Now when I say you, I really mean several people and places but it felt individual.  Not overwhelming but specific.  It’s been so long since I felt I really fit somewhere, not thinking about the next place I’m going and I realized what I had built in Minnesota in such a short while.  Yes, at times LA was fun, but these past few months felt complete.  I was more sure of myself and my place in life.  

Does this mean I regret leaving or want to come home?  Hell no!  I love what I am doing, where I’m gonna be going and the people I’ve met so far.  It’s just a nice realization that if I decide I need to come home early/when I do come home, I’ll be going back to a great place, not just one of transition.  

And I do miss you (yes, YOU!)