Well, it has finally happened. I am a Californian.
I have been a Michigander my entire life and now all of that has changed.
Seeing how the film industry is practically non existent in Michigan now days, I had to make a very important decision on my part, to follow my goal and head out west where the work is, or stay in Michigan and freelance my way to boredom.
It was both a hard and easy choice to make believe it or not.
This entire summer I worked odd jobs to gain just enough cash to hopefully afford to stay in a city near LA for a few months or until I can find a job in my field of art, whenever that day might come. The summer went by entirely way too fast, and I stressed knowing that I may not obtain the right amount to live comfortably across the country, let a lone get there. But I had made my decision, I had to go through with it no matter what.
After 4 incredible days traveling with my wonderful girlfriend (who also made the hard decision and leave what she had always known behind), we had finally made it to California.
Above is a picture of our first night in our new apartment. Some how this image seemed to tell me: You belong here. This is your new home. You will make it.
