Hotel California

There is something about California that really brings about rebirth. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes. No wonder it’s a transplant city fueled by hopes and dreams. The air orgasms life. 

I used to live in California. There was a short brief moment I was free. I moved there with my fiancé three years ago. I thought it would be the beginning of a new lifestyle. Let’s just say I embraced it and left poor Andy behind. While I was there I met these girls. I didn’t think at first we would be as close as we ended up being. I basically dumped andrew to date these new set of friends. 

We were always on new adventures. Adventures I never would consider myself doing. I was a different variation of Allie. The world was our oyster and we slugged every single one down our throats. We were sex and the city minus the city and more like a mountainous terrain. I have to be honest I didn’t think too highly of California folks until I met these girls. They opened up their arms and let me in only for me to use it as a sling shot right back to New Jersey. 

It has been three years since I last stepped foot in Ventura County. Three long years of debating if I ever would go back. Then the mother hen of the group shocked us all by getting knocked up. It was that moment that I knew I had to go back. That’s what friends do. They don’t miss monumental moments in life. Even if it means traveling 10 hours and getting stuck in the San Francisco area with a bottle of wine. They also pick you up at the airport an hour away at 2am. 

There’s a lot to say about good friends. In between the tears, laughter, wine guzzling and getting stuck in the middle of nowhere there was never a dull moment. So much time had passed and it was like we still worked at Avex grabbing that happy hour special. It felt like home. Well a second home, unless of course I can convince Andrew to move back. There’s always hope for the future.

What I do know for now in the present is that I need to visit often. I need to step out from life and truly appreciate what’s around me. Acknowledge my friends there for being one of a kind for loving me no matter how many miles away I’ve left them. Thank you friends for loving life as much as I do and for always showing me how great it is. 

Love More, Peace More and Roar More.

Your Wild Spirit Guide, 


1 Comment

  1. Gretchen

    June 22, 2018 at 2:26 pm

    Awe you’re the cutest! Love you oxoxox

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