I just returned from a weekend in LA. Although there are many nice things about LA, I must admit that I am thrilled to never have to call that place home ever again! I love my friends down there, but like Woody Allen's character in Annie Hall, I suffer from chronic L.A. nausea. So try as I may to acquire a taste for that city (if you can call vast urban sprawl a city), it leaves a sour taste in my mouth without fail. I'm glad I got fired there. I'm glad I never fell in love there. I'm glad I never felt at home there. Most importantly, I'm glad I didn't die there!!! I feel like I was given a second chance to build my life and enjoy it.
And so, that is precisely what I am doing.
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