For the past 5 nights I have packed a bag to go out after work and for the past 5 nights I end up at home. Too tired. Today these 2 girls walked in into the building I work at and made a big scene with me, I got written up for it. Makes sense, I just expected more from people, ya know. My entire weird alienation aside L.A. is beautiful and I walk out to the beach almost everyday, by myself. Not to read or write or anything other than rest, soak up what little sand and ocean I can before I move. Dont get me wrong I am having a wonderful time here but its just been my time. I haven't been social at all; there are days where I dont talk to anyone but my clients, or my mum. I am a hermit, and I am a little somber sometimes but life is good, I promise.