Watching the Los Angeles ground leaving me created a sigh in my lungs.
The pain of what kind of thoughts I had to face in my reality created pains in my joints.
Getting off the plane and walking through the unfamiliar O'Hare airport created a lump in my throat.
Walking into the house to a card and calla lillies left by the person who knows me best caused me to burst into tears.
There are so many unknowns at this point in time. And while I may not know my future, I sure know my present. I love him. I love LA. I love the violin. And I kinda like sanity. So if I can combine all these things together in one lump, I'd sure be one lucky girl.
What a roller coaster these past three weeks. Back to practicing and writing like a maniac to deal with life.