L.A. = Question Mark

I find myself sitting in an airport terminal. Waiting to return to.....? I'm not really sure what to call LA. I was not raised in a stable household. As a child I moved frequently. I have never stayed somewhere long enough to call it home. Eventually I developed a gypsy mindset. Deep down I yearn for a normal family. A place to call home, but I'm not sure this will ever be a possible situation for me. Oddly, my heart feels best when traveling. Although for a brief moment I let myself feel at home in LA. However it is time for me to board my flight. So I will leave you with this song by the talented Yuna.