Love Letter to Los Angeles

I felt drawn to you from the beginning. It was several years ago — I came to you for the first time after a heartbreak. I partied at a mansion in the Hollywood Hills and a porn star told me something I’ll never forget: “You’ve been living your life like a princess under the bridge,” he said, “and forgot that you’re the queen who invented the universe.” It blew my mind, to say the least. I also ate fresh fish in Malibu and I think that healed me. The point is: You were weirdly, inexplicably magical from the beginning. The second time I met you, I was here temporarily for work, all naïve and insecure. Despite my anxiety and perfectionism, you took me in. You showed me flowers and sunshine and waves. You reminded me of my dreams and ambitions. You gave me a preview of what I could become: relaxed. I kept you in the back of my mind, while my hectic life continued without you. <a href="https://eschlaik.medium.com/love-letter-to-los-angeles-199e1b8cc7ee">Learn More</a>