AS The time approached, I became a little melancholic. The last meal cooked by my mom, the last time I would see my friends in a very long time. The last time I would drive my truck, my last night sleeping on my bed, the last day of my life as I used to know it, as it used to be.
The alarm rang. I couldn’t believe I was waking to what would be a change for me, a change of place, a change of life, a change where I would leave physically the people I love, to take them in my heart to a new life. Farewells are always sad. Saying goodbye is something I do not like when it comes to somebody I really appreciate. I said goodbye to my mom and sister with a heart that was tearing up in pieces. A Part of me was really sad, the other was happy and a little tiny part was starting to feel a little nervous for the uncertainty of the situation.
At the beginning I felt I was in some kind of vacation with my dad and brother, as they came with me to help me settle down in L.A. The day I left them in the airport reality hit me. I was own my own…
This was something I had been waiting since I graduated from High School. I know, even if You don’t say it, that you think “Why did He go for filmmaking?...He had it so easy with his father’s business”…I know…I’ve thought that myself before…I even hesitated it a little when I was about to apply for the Film School. “Why changing everything for nothing?” Was the Idea that crossed my mind. The answer is really simple… That everything was not going to make me happy. I rather do what I like even if I’m poorly paid for it, than earn the big bucks doing something I would do as a routine. As far as I know and as I believe, We only have one life and I’m planning to make the best out of it and enjoy it to its maximum and a routinely life will not help to accomplish that.
Here I am, starting to fulfill a dream in Los Angeles, California with lots of dreams and hopes…

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