Last week, in “New York Isn’t Going Anywhere” I wrote that when I moved to LA I didn't have a plan. I don’t regret moving here for the vibes, or just to change pace, but I wish I gave myself a timeline and milestones to work toward, especially around income, housing, and community. I wish that was something I knew I should do. I didn’t have a mentor, magic handbook, or really any money.
I look back at my time in both cities — still heavily shook that my fearless little self took both of those jumps — with the clarity and wisdom that only comes with being old and tired as helllllllllll.
I share what I learned (and lost) in this audio extra. No regrets, though, because the girls don’t dwell 💅🏾.
