I'm just retracing my food steps over the last week for my personal records... Friday, Mexicali in Studio City to Don Cuco's and Bob's Big Boy in Burbank. Saturday, Mo's in Burbank for brunch, Al Gelateria dinner in Beverly Hills, Cat and the Fiddle in Hollywood, house party in Silverlake. Sunday lunch at the Mustard Seed in Los Feliz. Back to San Jose.
Monday breakfast at the Evergreen Inn. Tuesday, home with mom. Wednesday, off to Berkeley, pizza at Zachary's on Solano, ice cream at Polly Ann's. Wednesday, lunch at Gregoires in Berkeley, shabu shabu dinner at Mum's.
Intense.
It was a busy shoot in Burbank last week followed by exhausting LA wanderings and very little sleep. The brief rest routine has continued back home. I spent a day at UC Berkeley, working in a nanotechnology lab for an hour and hanging out on campus in the afternoon. Four girls walked up to me. This would usually be the beginning of some interesting coed fantasy but in reality, they just wanted me to accept Jesus Christ as my savior. I declined. I think this was the first time I've ever commuted by motorcycle, Porche 911, and hybrid car in a single day. Thanks for the rides Donovan.
I'm headed to Oakdale on Thursday to meet some goats. More on that later.
For the moment, I've decided to enjoy this immense freedom that I have right now. This is a time for me to take risks. I've returned to the United States and I'm still on my own, I'm responsible for my own life and if I say I'm going to live it in a way different from you and the next guy, then so be it.
My routine for the last ten months has been to continuously move around uncharted territories, discovering people, cultures, and ideas unfamiliar to me. Ironically, it's being back in the familiarity of home that makes me feel lost. I will find my way. Either way, life is a journey and I, an eager traveler.
Speaking of traveling, I've been debating whether or not to shoot over to Austin, Texas for the SXSW festival. It's an awfully expensive adventure on such short notice but hey, what else would I do with freedom at my disposal?
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