Making it

Making the whatever "it" is in Los Angeles.
Making it.
Making dreams come true.
My dreams don't really follow a logic so trying to use logic to follow them is proving tough.
It's hard here for me, it takes a lot to get through self doubt
this slow sneaky sleepy depression that comes over me every once in a while.

I miss Rincon, Puerto Rico
 I miss the warm ocean
   I miss the warm air
I miss so much about feeling free.
Though I wasn't actually financially free, and that's what I'm working on now
Trying to have as much fun with this venture of money making as I did with the "moving to an island" enjoyment

Peace out,
Asya