Overwhelmed



It was just days ago that I stood in a carpet warehouse picking out flooring for the first time in my life. I felt small. And overwhelmed. But in a good way. 


I'm overwhelmed by the provision and opportunities in my life.
Overwhelmed by a best friend who meets me in Cali just to spend a few morning and evening hours with me. Who lets me decompress and always affirms.
Overwhelmed by 13 friends who sweetly plead for updates.
Overwhelmed by family that cheers on from a distance. 
I'm overwhelmed by all of it. 
But in a good way.

I've been back in New York for less than 24 hours after a week in Los Angeles. A full to the brim, once in a lifetime kinda week. One that leaves me bright eyed and hopeful. Ever wish a sunburn would linger a moment more so you can remember the feel of vacation on your skin? Thats how I feel about this recent trip to LA. Maybe if I keep my sketches and plane tickets strewn about, it will linger just a bit longer...