Los Angeles Has Overwhelmed Several of My Senses and Dulled The Remainder

{I'm in Los Angeles, America this week. Have you been? We're killing ourselves quickly with liquor and sunshine, swept in and watching the parade of delusion that is endless and captivating. I'm smitten with this freakshow and my toe is barely in. Life in this city feels simultaneously relaxed and precarious, like the whole thing could float off into the Pacific Ocean at any moment and everyone would still be on their cell phones comforting each other with the same conversation they have every day, on infinite repeat. I'm not doing much right now, but I have a few projects started, some stuff I'm working on. At least one major studio is interested. I'm not just taking any opportunity that comes along, it needs to feel right. I need to trust it's the right thing for me, because, you know, I don't want to be pigeonholed. I know. I know. Any interest in being my Creative Director? I'll need one. We should talk. Next week is better. Next week is good. Next week is perfect. What's today? Perfect.}