| | In love with a city and it's people.
It's a November day in picturesque LA and I have happened upon a comfy patio outside the "so last year" coffee shop, Starbucks. I sit here in my sandals, casual black skirt, and tank top--drenched in the rays of a Sun that could only shine in Los Angeles. I find myself buying into the dreams that have brought people to this very location for years. But I yearn not to make a name in Hollywood or surf the waves off Malibu, I’m here to make a difference. Ironically, what draws me to this places is the very people who have come in search of success, happiness, and 355 days of sun. Those mandatory 10 days of clouds and gray exist only to guide us Angelinos into a deeper realization of our humanity. A place of emptiness for many, the weather outside finally reflecting the condition of their heart. Cloudy and gray. And so we hole up for a day or two and pray to the barista that tomorrow we’ll order an iced drink. That the sun will come forth and remind of us the guise we’ve found here in this city. A mask big enough to cover Pacific Palisades to East Los. Covering the cloudy and gray. We all live under it; I find myself embracing it as much as anyone else.
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| | Posted 11/10/2008 10:59 AM - 24 Views - 4 eProps - 2 comments
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