What is my home.
I am a gypsy.
Anyways I am in L.A.
The promised land.
Leaving Friday to really go home.
Haven´t been there in ages.
And apparently spring break is on over there.
I am staying in Los Angeles in this beautiful house.
I wanna live here.
My body is totally exhausted from the jet lag.
I slept until 2:30 pm.
And my flight experience was horrible.
Sat in the MIDDLE SEAT.
I always have isle.
My karma was just off yesterday.
Here we go.
I had 2 suitcases at the airport.
I couldn´t pay cash.
My card didn´t work.
And the lady let me go.
I saved $270.
Then the system crashed when I was standing going through the customs.
And got stuck talking to the customs guy for about 20 minutes.
I am scared of them.
Try to be relaxed.
Then I got my car.
And we we´re going for dinner.
And I back up from the drive way of the house.
And back up into a Mercedes.
My white car was more damaged.
I left a note and it´s all covered so I´m good.
But felt so stupid.
So SO STUPID.
But the person was super nice.
Texted me this morning:
"I admire your honesty, I do appreciate it...
Again thank you for your kind heart, god bless"
GOD BLESS AMERICA.
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