Something happened… something strange. It was so profound, so… real.
Drew and I briefly stopped by an event the other evening with every intention of performing the routine hit it and quit it, get in, get out. The moment we walked through the door we realized this would not be the case. We were greeted by a sea of familiar faces and couldn’t help but to stay and socialize for a while.
If this were Grand Rapids or Denver that would not be an uncommon occurrence, it would just be every day life. Having that happen in LA though? That was some next level shit.
It felt so right. It felt so, dare I say it, normal.
I won’t pretend that we are swimming in close friends out here. Though we are getting to know more people and building relationships; having a community remotely close to the ones we have in GR and Denver is a long way off. These things take time.
However, walking into a room and knowing anyone, was a rather magical experience. It made us feel connected, it made us feel… like we belonged. And that, my friends, is a pretty great thing.
To quote Barbra, “People, who need people, are the luckiest people, in the world.”
We need people you guys. It is as simple (and immensely complicated) as that.