My first order of business when I arrived in L.A. five days ago was to clean out my room. Since then, I've reviewed hundreds of photographs, notes, books, suitcases, more. This is what I learned about myself:

I keep everything.

I found my old journals, dating back to at least 6th grade—if not earlier. I still keep a journal in a leather-bound book I bought in Big Sur in 2001. But today I'm starting here, in my new digital space. I plan to share the story of my Dad, who is battling pancreatic cancer; my job search, now that my decade-long career at Travel + Leisure has ended; and my quest for answers in a world that has thrown me for a loop. Thanks for reading.