Week 12

I was planning on starting this blog by posting a link to the Sam Smith song "Life Support", but then I realized that that song has more of a sexual undertone and I'm just not that into all of y'all like that. So instead, here's a picture of a segue.

See what I did there???

     SOOOOO this past week marked 2 months since I moved out here, and yet almost daily I have to remind myself that I actually LIVE in Los Angeles. I have to remember that I have my own address, and my own job, neither of which are within the city limits of St. Louis. And, though it may not always seem like it, I KNOW that that is a very good thing.
 
     I was going absolutely no where in Missouri. Well, that's not entirely true. I was slowly slipping into insanity, no doubt evidenced by my bright and cheery status updates over the last few years. You're welcome, by the way. But in all seriousness, nothing good would've come from me staying there for the rest of my life. That I know for sure. And that brings me to my main point. Life Support.

     I would never had made it here if it weren't for all of the people I had rooting for me in my corner. From family and friends, college professors, and even the kind words of strangers, every little bit of it made a HUGE difference.

     I don't think people realize the weight that they're words can carry. But take it from me, they can be some of the heaviest things on Earth.  I'll never forget how one day while working as a courtesy clerk at Dierbergs, a customer walking back to her car stopped right in front of me and told me that I had the nicest smile she had ever seen. That always stayed with me, not because of how nice the comment was, but because of how random it was. This woman didn't know me, had never seen me before, and didn't owe me anything. I was just a 16 or 17 year old kid making minimum wage gathering shopping carts in the parking lot of a grocery store. That compliment put a smile on my face for quite some time.

      The point of that little parable is to say that a few nice words can go a long way. Since I've moved out here, I've had variable outpouring of support from a various sources. A few have been so vocal that our relationships have grown significantly (and to those individuals, I love you very much).

     So to everyone who has ever supported me, and to everyone who has ever supported anyone who was attempting to change their lives for the better, from the bottom of my heart, I  thank you. You have no idea what it has meant to me.


P.S. I have done an absolutely horrible job of keeping up with pictures to add to this blog, and for that I'm sorry. But, you know, life happens and shit. So as a consolation here's a link to my newest Youtube video. And let it be known that shameless self-promotion is something that I have no problems with. Enjoy.
                                                    http://youtu.be/1MNk_zhV328