Monday, June 21, 2010
"Sun is in the Sky, oh Why oh Why Would I Wanna Be Anywhere Else?"
Yesterday I got to ruminating and realized Los Angeles is a lot like prison. If I ever leave I'll hold no tools to assimilate back into real America. I'd be like the old man in Shawshank Redemption , asking permission to use the restroom while cleaning the floors at Kroger.