There's something about the city. There's something about it that beckons me to come. I thought I wanted out and I thought that I'd never want it back. Then all of a sudden, one night in the throws of the city lights, the glow on my skin, the footprints and hand prints of people I admire, walking the streets with spiderman, superman, Jesus, and my friends-- It all made me feel at home, weirdly. I don't know why I felt comfortable, but I did. I think I realize that L.A. is where I was raised. High rise buildings, the Hollywood Bowl with John Maucceri, the theaters, the history, the asians, it's what i'm familiar with. That's something that will never leave me.
I'm always searching for something new--something bold. I've always followed my curious, independent senses. I never thought about what's been familiar to me and how interesting it is. There's something new within the familiar? Whoddathunkit.
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