It's good.

All day, I've been trying to sum up how I feel about Los Angeles.

While at a concert last weekend, a song I heard kind of triggered every feeling and emotion I've felt over the last three weeks, just about.

I'm just a girl with crazy dreams that / never end up how they seem but / I like that mystery of love and trust and you and me / it's good / everything will turn out like it should / I know that I'm gonna get it a little bit right, a little bit wrong / still I'm gonna sing my song / it's good, so good / like it should be.

This song has become my life (thank you, Katelyn Tarver).

I know I'm going to get some things right. I know I'm definitely going to do some things wrong. But I know that in the end, things will turn out how they should. Maybe they won't be what I thought they would.

But really, in the end, is anything how we ever thought it would be? Does everything turn out like we had originally planned?

In the 9th grade I planned that I would move to a new city with my family, make all new friends and be popular because I could be. I would be popular because I had a fresh start--a new slate.

That dream fell a part when I showed up at the first football game with my new found popular friends and they shoved a beer at my hands and dared me to chug it. My 'dream' suddenly changed from being one of the popular kids to finding real friends; friends that wouldn't pick on me for my morals.

I found a quote online today that I thought fit this pretty well. "Dreams are like stars...you may never touch them, but if you follow them they will lead you to your destiny."

So no, I don't know that my ultimate dreams I hold close to my heart will ever come true. But these are the things I do know:

I know that I started my path in following them when I decided to take this journey to California.

I know that I'm happy here.

And I know that somehow, someway everything will turn out as it should.

Whether that means staying in California or going some place new or going back to Florida. This was just the first step in a trail of many, and I'm excited to see just where that trail decides to go.

:)

xo.

The City of Angels.

Well, I did it!

I actually moved.

I guess I never thought I would do it? And to be perfectly honest, it didn't even HIT me that I was moving until we were driving through San Diego...

LA isn't exactly what I thought it would be. Not that it's worse or better, for that matter. Just that it's...different. I guess I should have expected that.

It's a little bit scary. I currently live on the edge of Koreatown so I'm surrounded by foreign languages I don't understand.

It's funny, I'm so used to a foreign language being the small print. Ya know how when you're in line for a ride at Disney World and they explain the instructions in English first and Spanish second? Well, here the signs are in Korean first and English second. It's a different culture, but it's kinda cool. New culture definitely isn't a bad thing.

Sometimes I freak myself out. When I sit down and think about how far away from home I am, my chest swells and I start breathing kinda heavy. Therefore I avoid looking at maps and I ignore the time difference.

Over the course of the last few days, I've tried really focusing on why I'm here and what I'm doing. I felt like I needed a reminder. I was thankful for my reminder last night.

I went to a concert with a few of my favorite bands. I went in not really knowing anyone and I left with a handful of new friends (always a plus when you're one person in a city of three million people).

I knew the venue we were at was a big deal in Hollywood. The Roxy is where Paul Reubens debuted his character known as Pee-Wee Herman in stand up. John Lennon was a regular in the 70s, hanging out on the roof bar and in the nightclub itself. Bob Marley played the venue and even recorded at The Roxy in 76. It's a historic spot.

Many artists dream of playing this place.

And last night, some of my favorite bands sold it out.

I watched as the openers came out. The female opener, Katelyn Tarver, smiled out at the crowd and breathed a sigh as she said, "I've dreamed of playing this place since I was a little girl."

In that exact moment, I realized this was one of their dreams. These bands and people I admire and I'm inspired by had dreamt of this day for a really long time. I was lucky enough to witness one of their dreams coming true.

The Roxy for them was my California. California had been the ultimate dream for so long that I think I forgot about some of my other dreams and aspirations. You're supposed to take one dream at a time and not overwhelm yourself with too many big goals--but now I need to get back in the swing of things and refocus on why California was the dream in the first place.

I feel good.

I smile every morning I walk outside and realize I'm in the middle of Los Angeles.

I can finally check one dream off the check-list. Now onto dream number two :).