Sometimes I try to picture where am I going to be in 10 years. I am 20 right now, and in 10 years I will be 30. Then I think, okay I am 20 I am still a baby, but am I doing all of the things I should be doing? am I accomplishing the things I want to accomplish? There are tons of places I would like to visit before I am 30. I moved out west when I was 18 years old, I am now about 3,000 miles away from anyone I know (family, friends,etc). But should I decide to move somewhere else?So say in year, If I am not accomplishing anything that I have set out to do so, I will move. I will make the complete trip out west. Its like a made a pit stop along the way. almost a two year pit stop, but a SAG pit stop. Can't complain. Do the whole LA thing, but live in Burbank, drive in. Find a cheap apt that allows cats or maybe even get a roommate. Maybe in a year or so I have completley different aspirations and I want to live in london for six months. Get an intern job at a london magazine (i have connections at Company Mag in London), take luna and willie out with me, store all of my stuff into storgage until I get back, and just get a funrished apt out there. Maybe in a year, I will completly do a one eighty and move back NY to live. Find a nice cozy apt just out of Manhattan, find a job intown. Do the whole acting thing there that I did a year ago. Or maybe, I might even stay statinary if things go well and its really promising here. I mean there is 25 films coming after the first of the year. who knows. I really hate to think about it. I would love to see what my future holds, but then what would the surprise be if you earned everything with out knowing.
The beauty of life I guess.
