She said I think Ill go to Boston, get out of California.

So here it is. 2 weeks gone fast, 3 final projects done, tests are taken, bags packed, and lights out in room 409 on 825 Sutter St. 3,000+ miles and a red eye bring me home. Its pretty surreal to realize I spent about 8 months in California. And even crazier to think that I’m not going back. SF completely grew on me at the end and no doubt in my mind will I miss it. I know I’m making the right choice, but I didn’t think it would be this hard. I think SF will always be with me… and I was reassured of that today when I went into Barnes & Noble and the first name I see in a book is my teacher’s. I feel like I view everything in a whole new way, I’m not sure how to explain this… I see places in my town that I have always overlooked as a photo location, an opportunity. I see everything more clearly now I guess. I’m excited to see how my school work differs next fall. I want to make it clear to anyone that reads this… I did not come home because I was homesick, in fact I found being so far away the best thing for me, isolation. I came home because I think I will learn photography more thoroughly in a familiar and convenient setting. I am more focussed now than ever. I will eventually go back to California, and I will visit often. California is now a big part of my life. I used to think bouncing from school to school was just an aggravation, but now I see it as making me the person I am today, A nomad. I will wander and I will learn and I will meet people of all races and creeds. So Art Institute of Boston here I come, and I will stay until I graduate. And then I’m off. To see the World, and live, and photograph, and work and be successful.. but more importantly be happy.

Thank You SF.

Thank You everyone that changed my life.

Brianna.

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