Right now I'm at a weird loss for creative thought. Im around the most creative people in the city of Angels every single day, and for the life of me, I cant create a damn thing.

Maybe it has something to do with still feeling a little bit lost. After almost 2 years on the Westside, I still can't tell you how I fit in to this messy equation.

I'll probably run into my creativity when i least expect it... maybe at the ATM on Santa Monica Blvd, or waiting in line at Trader Joes, or in a weird dream. I hope it comes back. I miss my better half.