It's bittersweet. I know most people picture "the biz" as being a horrible place where people yell and throw things all the time. But by and large, that hasn't been my experience. I have been so fortunate as to work with truly wonderful, intelligent, and funny people. I love television, and I love the people I work with. I feel inordinately blessed to have had the amazing experiences that I have had in this business.
I've also found myself getting tugged in another direction, little by little.
And so, I'm leaving to pursue a masters degree in a public affairs field. In London.
Yes, London. As in England.
I am very scared. I don't know what I want to do with my life. I'd like to help people. I'd love to do more to solve the world's problems. It would be awesome to be writing more as a job job. But really, I have no clue what it will involve or where I'll be going.
Today has been a roller-coaster of emotions. There were moments of elation and giddiness, and moments where I thought I was going to have a total melt-down. What am I DOING? I have no experience in public affairs, I was a drama major for crying out loud!! This is ridiculous and stupid and freaking terrifying. As I emailed Colin to tell him the news, I expressed some of these fears.
And Colin, how I love him, wrote me back something very reassuring and true and so I'll share it with you all. He said, "I get the being scared. Not following your true path is a scarier option."
So I'm doing it. Even if I feel like throwing up a little. I leave LA at the end of August, and then I'll spend three weeks in India visiting my relatives, many of whom I haven't seen in five years. And then I go to London.
For a year.
But the good news is, you all get to come with me to London! I can't pack Honda or Miss V in my suitcase, but my laptop fits nicely. And so as I learn to navigate my way through my new field and my new city, I'll still have you all to confide in. I'll be leaning on you Brits to help me figure out where I can buy a used cell phone, and I'll be leaning on the Americans to keep me from getting homesick. And I'll hope that the rest of the world reminds me constantly that this little planet is shrinking, and that the only way we're going to solve our problems is by helping each other out whether we be in Kalamazoo, Michigan or Timbuktu, Mali.
So yeah. Moving to England. I hear it rains a lot there, but, on the bright side, they know how to make a proper cup of tea.
I think I'll be okay.