A week has already passed. I just flew in to town a little while ago and here I’m already a week into my stay. I fly back to Burbank in just a couple of days.

This might be my last time to Houston for a while. I have had a reason to fly back the last couple of times but now I really don’t have a logical, economical reason to make this expensive, time consuming trip back home…well, as close to home as it can be. It’s where I really grew up from a childish boy to an adult. Although, one could still assume I was a childish boy by the way I act sometimes.

The only certainties which I can guarantee myself for the next few months is that I’m going to move all my belongings once again within the LA area. After that, I just don’t know what will happen.

My personal philosophy:
1. do that which you love; live out your passions.
2. Be around those who you care about and people who care about you.
As long as you have both of these qualities in your life, everything else will fall into place. Besides, if you don’t enjoy life, what’s the point?

I expect that life will continue to pick up. I expect that I shall find something to do which absolutely means everything. I expect that someday I will settle down more comfortably than I currently am. I expect that I should stay happy. I just hope that everyone else expects nothing of me except to be happy. Should I allow others to expect certain things of me?

Here’s to tomorrow and to whatever it shall bring.