Season’s Greetings: May You Too Trash Your Life!

Two years ago, I had a breakdown in Detroit and drove to LA. Here is where it led me.

The Christmas before last, I had a total breakdown in Detroit, so I packed my bags into my VW BUG and drove to Los Angeles. Because while you may not be able to fix your problems, you can run from them.

I jest. There’s more to the story than me crying alone in my house, but what I’m trying to say is that today marks two years since I made the inspired—and completely unhinged—decision to trash the life I spent decades building in Detroit to follow my bliss. Or, at the very least, find a life less bleak.

Even on my worst days in LA, I never regret getting in the car and driving three days across the country.

By the way, if you’ve never driven alone for 12 hours at a stretch: don’t. It is too many hours alone with your thoughts. At some point, even your favorite podcasters and Audible authors stop being friends. It nearly drove me to madness.

Yet, I survived.

I arrived in Los Angeles midday on December 31st, 2023, just in time to ring in the new year and a fresh start in a new city.

Thank yo…