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