It's (not) good to be home.

Well, here I am. Back in Utah. And I'm too happy about it. Gosh there have been so many emotions I have been feeling this week that I keep thinking, oh that will make a good blog. But now that I'm here, blogging, those emotions are washed away. Oh how I miss it already.
Something about it there, just makes me truely happy. I just love the feeling in Cali. I can't even explain it. It's almost the same feeling I get when I go to NY, but it's a little bit stronger. I honestly feel like it is where I was born to be. It's where I belong. I talked with one of my cousins standing in the forever long Jurrasic Park line, and she knows all about me and my dreams and she said "I really do see you as being an L.A girl. You fit in so well, I can see why you think it's where you belong." That just made me feel so confident, knowing that other people can see it too. This past week was probably the best week of my summer. I love my family. I haven't laughed that hard or that much in a long while. Sitting by the pool eating In-N-Out. Laughing with Cathi until early hours of the morning. Feeling like a kid again at Disneyland. It just came at the perfect time in my life, it was good for me to get away and just forget about things and just be happy. It's almost like when I'm there, eveything is just so clear. I can see exactly where I want to go. But when I come back here, there are so many things in my way. So many people putting me down. Sometimes it gets exhausting. I feel like I can never be my true self. I don't know, I'm rambling. I forgot everything I wanted to write about so if I remember those, I'll be back soon. For now I'll just go and soak in my sadness. Haha here's to California. You're the best.