Being in LA makes me simultaneously happy and sad. The friend I'm staying with is a great guy, and I adore him. Usually hanging out with him is very chill. And he is also a restaurant professional, so he is as nuts about food & wine as I am. Pretty much all the time we spent together is great. But being down here also reminds me of my life in LA, and how different things have turned out from what I thought they would be. It's tough thinking about my marriage without feeling like I failed somehow. I know that's stupid, but it's how I feel, and it leaves me a bit melancholy when I am down here.
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This was lulzy, mainly because it's the middle of the night and I'm tired. But it was amusing to think your box would be my third choice in marriage.