Change of Heart

As my lease nears to a close I considered moving to another part of Los Angeles. The valley is less expensive and surrounding areas of downtown offer convenience and a hip feel although at a price. After considerable thought and consideration I have concluded that downtown LA is STILL where my heart beats strongly and inspiration grows. Why would I even consider abandoning the homeless, dealers, hustlers, pimps, whores and insane? The sirens scream day and night and the police helicopter lights up my home. No, after much thought there is no other place I'd rather be than right here in downtown Los Angeles. I know, most of you don't understand. Perhaps it is a secret only LA and myself share.....

After a few days of relaxation in sleepy San Diego, the distinct differences between San Diego and Los Angeles become blatantly apparent. In San Diego, parking is actually available and getting into 3rd gear is attainable on the freeways. The air is cleaner and the beauty speaks a language all its own. There are many more opportunities available to me there and being broke and nearly homeless makes it a tempting move...
Although its outer beauty pales in comparison, LA still holds my heart as you must become intimate with LA to see the inner beauty. It still cradles me at night and shocks my brain in the morning allowing even the most dreadful of days to be erased like chalk on a chalkboard, eventually and expectedly to revive my soul with the kiss of the angels........