Supercalafragalistic

This summer has been a whirlwind. I look at my last post and see it was from July which on one hand doesn’t seem like so long ago, but on the other hand I’ve done SO much and my life has changed a lot. Things that have happened: I went to Lana Del Rey’s birthday party. I also saw her in the front row at the Spotify Album Release party, at Amoeba for a small show, in Anaheim in the front row, and…

A year ago I woke up to a flurry of notifications of friends in Orlando marking themselves as safe. It was my worst nightmare. Living across the country from so many of my closest friends has been a challenge for the past few years, but I never thought I’d have to worry about a terrorist attack in Orlando of all places. Once I read the news alert, I began hysterically crying as the panic washed…

I just feel so sleepy and sad all of the time. I wish I could crawl into a hole and just lay there for a few week 😦

The other night I had a paralyzing dream that I had an intruder in my home. I woke up and couldn’t move. They say it’s a common dream to have if you have big life decisions to make.  At first I thought, that’s silly,  what do I have to decide about? But then I remembered that I constantly feel trapped in this web of Orlando vs LA. My life is in LA now, it wouldn’t be easy to just pick up and…