It's official. I'm leaving Los Angeles on June 19. I won't miss it at all.
Sure, I have friends I've made here in the past two years, whom I'll certainly miss. But the truth is that I never really found my community here, and it was not for lack of trying.
And the other truth is that, while I may defiantly defend my lack of car ownership and driving skills to anyone who'll listen, it's worn me down. The logistics of simple things like buying cat litter or going to a dinner party almost defeat me sometimes. At this point you may be saying that the obvious solution is to get a car and learn to drive like a functional adult, but the logistics of that...don't even get me started.
Where am I headed? To Germany for a month, where I'll be doing research for a screenplay, accompanied by the German-American director who is planning all the logistics for our trip. Splendid! This will be my first time in western Europe and I'm really excited. Then back to the Middle East (Palestine/Israel and Jordan) for three weeks, which feels like going home more than anything else.
In mid-August I'll most likely be doing something I wouldn't have been caught dead doing after I graduated from undergrad: moving back in with my parents in Baltimore, Maryland. At least for the two months I'll have to write the two screenplays I've been hired to write. Funny, now that I've piled on a hundred grand in debt the prospect of a free place to stay and a fully-stocked fridge doesn't seem so bad. We'll see how long that lasts. I am sure you all will hear about it.
I should point out that none of the plans I've described involve making any money. One screenplay involves a small payment (which will probably be just enough to cover the cost of the Middle East trip) and the other involves no payment right now. Such is the world of independent film. I wonder how long I can go without any income. We'll find out, won't we?
Potential financial apocalypse aside, I am really happy about the prospect of bouncing around for two months with nothing more than a suitcase and a laptop. In fact, it sounds freakin' awesome. I don't like stuff. (I have another post brewing about that.) I don't like the idea of being tied down by material things or financial obligations. It's probably lucky I own almost nothing of value.
After mid-October I have no idea where in the world I'll be or what I'll be doing. I'm sure this will cause me anxiety at some point. But right now it feels pretty great.