Rocket to the Moon

I haven't updated since spring break! I've been so neglectful! Life has just been moving fast, I've caught the positive train and I'm not getting off. I have been working between Chicago and Los Angles for the past three weeks now, making my Betsy Johnson suitcase my new best friend. My agents have been calling me more than my friends have been for some time now, which says alot about both my work and social life. I was able to catch the Wyclef Jean concert that the school hosted, and he rocked our bluff wearing a university sweatshirt for his hits. Although I have never been homesick before, I found myself missing the City of Angels and the people I have made my new family since I moved here in August, which feels like ages ago now. This place has become what I consider 'home'. I missed the pulse of the city, and I think that has been what has made me part of it. I feel so integrated in the heartbeat of this place, finding the freeways as the arteries that my black blood cell car races along to my next destination. A feeling of positive momentum has been driving me and with every venture I have found success. This month has been truly amazing, a high that cannot be compared. I wish now that I had someone I could share this electricity with, someone who understands the hard work that I have been putting in and the payoff that has finally come. I can't remember ever being with someone special in the past who has not said 'You're always so busy, why don't you have time for me?'. My independence is such a strong characteristic that sometimes I wonder if it will be my romantic downfall. Who wants to stay with someone who puts more effort into their work than into a relationship with someone else. I suppose it comes off as selfish to the people I was with, but I my determination has been the sole trait that has gotten me to the place I am now. Airplanes have become the only constant in my recent life, taking me away and bringing me home, even acting as my nighttime shooting stars since the city lights erase any evidence of the celestial bodies while I am on sitting on my patio of serenity. Never before had I flown parallel to a full moon just outside my airplane window, never has it felt so close, up above the earth and amongst the stars.