Posted Mar 1, 2011, 9:20 AM
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Join Date: Feb 2009
Posts: 396
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I love L.A. I love architecture. I love city. I love life. I do not know how to reconcile all of these human feelings that I have. I need to feel something and yet L.A. doesn't want me to feel. It won't let me. I want city and I drive and I drive and I drive. I park and I look for activity to no avail. I am an ant in a grasshopper's shoes. I am anonymous yet I want to be known in an anonymous world. I am architecture. I am city. I am love. I am life. I don't know where to go or what to do. I feel emptiness. I feel sadness. I'm not sure how to live. I can't find my dream. I can't find my life. I can't replace activity with nothing. It doesn't work. So, I search and I search and I search. I love L.A. She doesn't love me. I am blind and yet I can see. Why oh why? Where shall I go? What shall I do? I still believe. I want to be loved. I want my home, I want my city to love me back. I want my city to embrace me and hold my hand and hug me when I need it most. Where are you L.A. when I need you? city...city...city...city...SOS
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