I often daydream which I think is productive while many people would argue this, but I am always up for a little debate for they are invigorating. Today as I sit in this desolate, cold, little office, I think of returning to the places in which I have left a piece of my heart. Now perhaps this is due to just coming home from a trip, but everytime I go somewhere, it makes me dream about the next adventure I will go on.
California was amazing. It was beautiful. It was warm. Full of laughs. Smiles. Java. and making memories.
You see there is nothing more important to me than those that I love. So what do I do about it? Get on planes, trains or in cars and go visit.
Whilst in Los Angeles, there were many things to be experienced.
Santee Alley Shopping. Yogurtland. The Grove. Malibu Beach. Griffith Park. HOLLYWOOD. Santa Monica Peir. 3rd St Promanade. Hairless Cats. Fancy Breakfast. Sunburns and Coronas.
Life is great. I live the most blessed life. I have the best family. The best friends. The best memories. Not all good but non the less my life has been shaped by then.
To me planes are exciting because it means you get to go somewhere different. Not always new but just different.
With flights booked on the wrong days, parking garage issues, a lack of sunscreen, there are always the better things. The more memorable things. Some of which are much to innapropriate to ever be written on here for fear of one day my children- in which I do not have- will stumble accross.
Heres my plight for the day
Love and travel. Day dream about the things that make your heart jump. Think about those people who hurt you but in the way that you used to think about them before they did. Remember that coloring outside the lines is sometimes fun, and eat real ice cream.
Yes. this is the key to a good life. LOVE LOVE LOVE
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