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6:22 PM in LA. My studio window overlooks the sunset, and I find that ironic. For the last three years, I’ve been living in and out of suitcases, but the sunsets and sunrises have been my constant. When the world felt like it was spinning around me, the sunsets were always there to calm me down - a quiet reassurance that everything was going to be alright. Lately, I have never felt so grounded. What used to bother me now feels so silly—it's hard to believe I spent so much energy on it. I guess it’s a sign of growth, but lately, it feels like it’s so much more than that. I feel more me than I ever have before.
As I sit in my new little studio, now truly mine, and watch the sunset, I realize that this calm feeling—this quiet confidence—is what they were always meant to show me. It’s the kind of confidence that comes from growth. I no longer need the sunset to remind me that everything will be alright; I simply know it will be.
