Before I came out here, I thought Los Angeles was some imagined place that could not possibly exist. Oh, yes. It does. Sweet people in an often desperate setting. Never did I think I would wind up settling here; Lisa in the next life must be laughing like all hell.
Still, these are the facts. I laugh, too.
For me, a town like this represents all I loathe—the worship of money in particular—but for all that there are good people here who I much respect. Can I live here? Well….there was a temblor the other night; there was a crack in the sky or so it seemed but nothing fell. Happily. Aside from that, we’ll see.