I live in this town where the hills are crawling with hikers and the trails reek of dog shit and urine. I live in this town where the only value of theatre is the shock it sends to your system and not the quality of acting that I remember. I live in this town where souls are sold for a quarter and a bad of blow goes for twenty bucks. I live in this town where I find myself counting the days until I can leave to find some balance and when I get back I’m slowly drained of all inspiration and heart. I live in this town where I don’t like 99% of the people who are in the same game as me and it makes me wonder why I choose to do it anymore. I live in this town where it never snows but there seem to be flakes all year round, and I’m just as guilty as the next guy. I live in this town where excitement means a red carpet and paparazzi, and news is defined by the covers of trashy magazines that come out weekly. I live in this town where the billboards reach past the tallest building and star maps are used as a navigation system. I live in this town where I drive around alone but I’m always surrounded by idiots. I live in a town where the smallest detail is scrutinized and pickled apart for artistic integrity, but no one ever comes up with an original creative idea. I live in this town where money defines a lifestyle of comfort while the rest of us work jobs we loathe just to survive another day in this town. I love L.A.