Mighty Forces Will Come to Your Aid

March 1st, 2009.

Long Beach, California. 2nd day home.

Chinese food.

Fortune cookie say:
Mighty forces will come to your aid.

Mighty forces will come to my aid, you say? Pheeeew! I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Until I awoke the next morning and bitterly missed the rain. And then again the next day. And the next. The mean reds pull up a chair and take a seat.

And here I am, 24 days later, still wishing and hoping and planning for my great return to my rose, England. As I sit outside, surrounded by sunshine and blue skies, I can't put my finger on what it is exactly that I love so much about England. Especially whilst pedicures, sand, sunshine and music scream out to me, trying to pull me under the enchantment of pacific paradise. California, you are an evil temptress. But I won't go down without a fight. She's fool's gold, I tell ya.

I'm going to sound like such a prat right now, and I'm sure all of my friends in LA will roll their eyes when they read this- but Los Angeles is the most disingenuous place I've ever lived. Everyone is the biggest phony (except for you and you and you, my lovelies. Not my friends, of course. I'd never be friends with phonies. Just generalising the general population.) OH California! This will be a doozy! I know, I know... there are worst places to be stuck! I've just not got the patience to be stuck anywhere, mind you!

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye and I am home now. Not by choice. Our relationship with England isn't all that special. Regardles, I've had so many experiences a long the way and have grown into myself. I can't say I'm unhappy to be here, as I am where I am meant to be at this moment. And I'm going to try to enjoy this moment as much as I can because one day I may be gone again and miss you all very dearly. I'll drink to that.

As for this blog... I've become very lazy when it comes to writing these days. Well, being creative at least. I don't just want to write about day to day, this place and that place, sort of drivel. And this will not become a scratching post to complain about California or America and talk about how much I miss Europe. Although, I might do so from time to time. I reserve that right! I want to fill these pages with stories and interesting topics and poetry- things that inspire me, entertain me, annoy me, fill me with joy, laughter, etc. These things might not be the same things that inspire you, entertain you, annoy you, fill you with joy, laughter, etc. But I will write what I want to write and I ask you not burden me with your criticisms over my opinions. They are mine. This is my haven to express them in any which way I see fit. And hopefully, getting it all down on a screen, will help me shuffle through all of the madness in my head and come to my own aid. The pen (errr... keyboard) is mightier than the sword!