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Where Does My Strength Lie?

I look back on places in my life where I had to be strong. When I think back on how I felt I really can't recall much except that I wanted someone there with me. Someone to help me through it. Someone to hold my hand through it all. And its not until later that I realize that I felt that way because I felt alone. But even with someone there with me I still felt pretty much alone because I was going through whatever it was I was going through.

But it makes sense doesn't it? Strength comes from those experiences that make you face your own demons.

Right now i'm at a point where i'm looking ahead at what's to come and all i'm wondering is if I can really make it through. I just keep asking myself "where does my strength lie?"

The unknown seems so adventurous when you're looking at it from a distance but when it's staring at you right in the face it just starts looking like a big black hole that has no end.

Hollywood & Highland: New and the Same

There's something about the city. There's something about it that beckons me to come. I thought I wanted out and I thought that I'd never want it back. Then all of a sudden, one night in the throws of the city lights, the glow on my skin, the footprints and hand prints of people I admire, walking the streets with spiderman, superman, Jesus, and my friends-- It all made me feel at home, weirdly. I don't know why I felt comfortable, but I did. I think I realize that L.A. is where I was raised. High rise buildings, the Hollywood Bowl with John Maucceri, the theaters, the history, the asians, it's what i'm familiar with. That's something that will never leave me.

I'm always searching for something new--something bold. I've always followed my curious, independent senses. I never thought about what's been familiar to me and how interesting it is. There's something new within the familiar? Whoddathunkit.

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Tom Everett Scott! Very nice guy.