Summer is in full swing in L.A., and it gives the day a longer, lazier feeling. Or at least, that’s what yours truly has been able to enjoy. I’m truly privileged to still be out and about as a free bird, but like everything else, my freedom has its time too, and I can now see a nest and some nesting time not far off in the distance.
It’s been a pleasure to roam around in my return to The City, however. On the one hand, L.A. is as heartbreaking as ever, marred by a sense of disconnection between all the different drivers bubbled up in their cars, and a hunger for community between so many of the lovely but lonely Spanish homes spread throughout the landscape.
On the other hand, although L.A.’s communities might be separated from another, it doesn’t mean they’re not vibrating brilliantly behind closed doors and fences! I’ve had the fortune to reconnect with a few of these communities since getting back, and they’re as reinvigorated by the summer heat as I am.
As the days continue, then, once again it’s the most fascinating thing in the world to find the stories in between the separation, which never fail to bridge the gaps between The City with their hidden but precious connections to one another. A friend put it best the other day, when he told me that stories give him company. I realized that hey, that’s what J.T.’s all about, and I totally just stole the line from him just now!