Gray clouds replaced by endless sun.
Douglas Firs for Palm Trees.
Rocky beaches for sand between my toes.
One 405 for another.
Acquaintances for friends.
Leaving Seattle was a revolutionary act.
The journey to Los Angeles was meant to reshuffle the deck.
Driving south, I hoped to quiet a longing in the pit of my stomach.
Not trading in, but trading up.
In the waning days before my exodus, my escape would find itself replaced by a return.
Those moments would find the longing answered.
A new fear would take hold.
Leaving a place I had grown to love, my life would be thrown into chaos.
Happiness replaced by dread.
Belonging for longing.
Purpose for searching.
One 405 for a city changed forever.
My needs for the love of my life.
Be good to each other,
Nathan