sometimes we hit that fork in the road, and we need to figure out which way to go. we also know that if we take the wrong way, we can go back. my decision to go back to the east coast was basically settled on that ideology. i can always go back. but now that i am here, i need to look forward, until i feel like i have to look back. i do love venice, the place that i still consider home.
the things i will miss seeing daily....
my 3 favorite palm trees
the end of my street
that will never leave :)
at the end of rose
paul newman at my door to greet me.
my parking spot
I will miss bitches brew most of all
that warm california sun
my large closet and mirrors
zombies, imagine a world.