After 18 months of living in China, I called it quits. Packed my bags and came to LA. If you had to ask me why I had to go I would have to tell you, "Because I had to." Any longer and it would have been too long if you know what I mean. Too easy to get addicted to the life over there. Not that I have any disrespect to those who choose to stay longer, but I got a life back here in America. Well, almost. Still need a job.
And thats exactly where I'm at right now. Job hunting. I'm living with a buddy of mine from back East, my luggage is half-open and spilling out and wedged in the corner and I've been sleeping on the floor. Don't think of this as any Down and Out in London situation, I got a few bucks. Have enough to eat. Have enough to drink.