I probably should have called this something less dramatic. Maybe something along the lines of Plans Change. Or Be Prepared. Or Not Every Path Runs Straight.
No matter, the circumstances seem pretty dramatic, so a dramatic title works for me. I might as well tell you all that I’m not going sailing with Jordan. Writing it makes it real. Writing was what got it all cocked up in the first place. I’d love to explain everything to you, but it’s almost pointless. However, I’m not letting it get me down.
It’s Art Basel in Miami this week. I might even be going to Los Angeles and Las Vegas this month. I think it would be awesome to hear from my friends and see where I should travel to. I’ll take suggestions, offers of housing, plane tickets, train tickets- Pretty much anything to encourage me to travel. The whole point for me of going on the trip was to not just experience it, but to write about it.
So plans change, and you can’t always get what you want or what you expected. That doesn’t mean I can’t still do what I set out to do.
Loving you guys,