I find myself rehashing the same conversation with various people at different times about “time flying.” Every Thanksgiving, we humans come to the state of thinking of “Wow, it’s the holiday season again. Where did the year go?” It’s an inevitable conversation that happens every year.
It’s the same type of thought that I have when I realized that I have lived on the West Coast for five years. Where did the time go?
Well it went to long nights in acting classes watching my amazing peers, rushing to auditions in 405 traffic, hurrying to print headshots when my printer malfunctions, studying sides the night before an audition, long wardrobe sessions trying on clothes that I wish I owned, sitting in makeup chairs with my face being painted and prodded, various evenings of improv practice sessions full of laughter, experiencing life as another person in front of a live audience, and so much more. Basically, living the dream.
A lot of life happened in the span of five years, as to be expected. I’ve had moments where I’ve felt completely broken and others that were utterly euphoric. At times I have felt empty and unfulfilled, and then there were those beautiful times where I was oh so full. And that ladies and gentlemen is life. Life is the moments that happened during the passing of time: good, bad, beautiful, and ugly.
I can recall these various times and pinpoint when, where, and why these feelings occurred. I take a step back and realize how each moment has contributed to where I am (professionally and personally) right now. The process of living and learning.
I don’t regret the journey. It started with a five hour flight, now I am here five years later and can say that, I don’t know if I had foreseen my life as it is at the moment. I can’t remember. I was just so green, Los Angeles was new to me and it all just seems like a blur now. What I do know is that in this moment I am excited for the next five years. I’m excited for the new experiences, yet weary of the unknown circumstances that are bound to come my way as “time flies.”