Today, as my final day in Los Angeles, I can't help but feel a little bit of nostalgia as I say goodbye. I will no longer be able to weigh in on the cloudy air, trying to figure out if it is a smoggy day, or perhaps just a marine layer. I will no longer be able to analyze life while going 10 mph on the 405, and I will no longer be forced to collect every small belonging from my car in fear that it will be stolen. Ahhh, Los Angeles. Such great times we've shared. Nights at the pub, nights on the Sunset Strip, and more recently, nights at home because I can barely afford a gallon of gas. I will truly miss the palm trees, and some of the amazing people who, bless them, will continue fighting the good battle here in LA.
For those keeping track, Phoenix was the original plan, yet unforeseeable circumstances, fate, and empty pockets have led me back to Colorado. Tomorrow as I leave, with a sigh of relief, I will take with me some incredible memories. I look forward to this crazy journey, and can't wait to see where I'll end up.