"Do one thing a day that scares you." - Eleanor Roosevelt (google says it may be someone else who said it but we will go with good ole' Ellie). Doing one thing every day that scares you sound like a daunting task, anyone with me?! I can't even think of that many things that scare me. But the more I thought about it, I think what that quote means is when faced with a decision that even gives you the slightest flutter of uneasiness - do it.
When I was 4 I decided I wanted to be an actress. I did a play in which I confidently marched up to my dad after the first performance and told him that I was going to be an actress. He laughed and said that's great and we went on our merry way (probably to Friendly's to get some mint chocolate chip ice cream because it was 1996). He loves to tell that story because little did he know that 18 years later I could buy a one-way ticket to LALA Land and never look back (well, so far).
I bought my plane ticket on promotion - $95 through Southwest if you fly on 9/11 (smart, I know) and I set the date for my car to be shipped and that was that. I had 47 days until I was moving. Before I saw that promotion, the idea of moving to Los Angeles was just a dream. I had a few months left of college and I had never been to Los Angeles... I might have bitten off more than I could chew.
For my high school graduation, my aunt gave me a plane ticket voucher that I could use for any round-trip ticket to anywhere in the continental US. I figured that now was a good of time as any to use it and texted anyone and everyone I knew who lived in LA to see if I could crash with them.
When I had enough couches secured I booked the flight - I would fly out the day after my last final exam (I was a senior at the University of Florida) and I would take the red-eye home the night before graduation. That would give me 6 days in LA to see the city. Perfect.
The trip went well but it definitely scared me a bit. A friend took me to the Santa Monica Pier and I had a full on panic attack about how many people where in LA. It was so overwhelming. I didn't know how anyone made enough money to live in this city (holy shit it's expensive!), and how did people deal with those parking signs?! I got a ticket my FIRST DAY visiting! Trying to figure out if can park somewhere can be a damn SAT question!
But after those 6 days in Los Angeles, I was bummed to get back on a plane to Florida. LA was everything I dreamed and more: magical, beautiful, scary, insane, and full of possibilities. I took the redeye home the night before graduation and I felt like a different person when I landed back in Florida. I had the confidence to move across the country and pursue my dream.
I don't know if I can tell you quite how I got there but a big part of it was hope. Hope - "a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen." That trip to LA made me realize that this dream is possible. I could do it. I had hope in the future. If there is one thing I can share with you in this blog it's that - your future can be anything, so don't put limits on it. Having that hope gave me excitement for the next chapter: Life in LA.
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Thank you for stopping by. My name is Ansley and I am a creative being. With not much to show for it. Feel the same?! Welcome! For all of you artists out there who are just hanging in there - this is for you!