Yesterday was my one year anniversary of living in LA.
I'm renewing my apartment lease.
I renewed my car registration.
I renewed my renter's and automotive insurance.
And so begins another year in LA.
I guess some people who move here - especially from New York - don't make it this long. I wasn't sure I would, having been up for an HSN hosting gig that would've moved me to Florida less than four months' into my residency here. But when I lost my job, and everyone asked if I would return to New York, I simply said, "Uh, NO...."
Even still, even now, people - from both NY and LA - seem surprised. "Do you miss New York?" they ask.
"I miss my friends terribly," I say. "But I don't miss New York."
"So would you ever consider moving back?"
"Uh, I don't think so."
Will I stay in LA forever? I don't know. Maybe after 14 years alone in LA I will have had enough and will want to move onto another city, another country, another life.
But for right now, I still feel new in town. It took me three years before I felt like NYC was really home. I don't know when I'll feel like I belong in LA, maybe never.
But regardless, it's where I live now, and where I'll live for the next year.
Unless the Universe has other plans for me. And that, I do not yet know.
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