in this old house i'm not alone.

how is it i feel nostalgic for los angeles when it is not my home? i was there two days only and when i was on my way back home, i looked out the window to find a beautiful crescent moon staring right at me. it was red and bright. i fought an urge to go to the beach at 10pm and i just came home. but i miss los angeles. i love long beach. i love the idea of living in long beach. i love the idea of someone asking where i'm from and for me to say that i am from san diego but i live in long beach now. i think i can find a job there. i'd be happy going to all the shows i wanna go to because i don't need those extra three hours just to get up to los angeles from san diego. it'd be a different city with different people. i'm tired of san diego. san diego is where old people come to retire. well, i am not old and i don't plan on retiring from anything any time soon so what am is still doing here? as i was looking at the moon tonight i got teary eyed close to home because my home no longer feels like home. because i want to move. i need to move no later than a year from today. by august 11, 2014 i will be living somewhere else. my heart feels heavy for a city that has never been mine, my heart will will feather when i finally make it there. good night.