A new L.A (Larina)

Chapter one: The move

(Marina's diary)

Finally! I've moved everything and I am quite confident on how I decorated this house. I've had this place for a couple of years now but i used to rent it since it was only my house every now and then for work.

I officially bought it in  December of 2019, but it was already my property way before that, I just couldn't make the full payment because I was very busy touring.
Touring was exhausting even though I adore to do it, my last show was in the midst of November but I needed many weeks to relax and recover for the stress and strain from doing so many performances for so long.

I intended to start moving things into the house immediately, but then the huge virus who has ruined everyone's lives came around and I wasn't even able to exit my home in the UK for anything else than buying groceries and perhaps, get some fresh air every now and then.

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I've been here for two weeks now and I'm so relieved that everything is in order, until a few days ago everything was a mess, it was horrendous. But... to back myself up a bit, I was very busy with one specific song that needed to come out very soon.

I don't know many people here yet, which won't be much of an impediment though, it is not safe to interact with anyone right now.

Throughout the years, I've found that my way of coping with difficult situations and healing from them is by writing, wether it is lyrically or just as a diary.
I don't have anyone to talk to at the moment, which sounds sad but I enjoy the solitude, frankly.

I haven't had a diary in a while, and this is just my first page of many... hopefully. I'm not very good at keeping a routine, I wouldn't be surprised if the next time I write here is in a week or a month honestly.

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I must go and make some dinner now, and I have to finish a beautiful book that I'm so invested in, I can't stop thinking about it and fantasizing about how it may end.