Saturday, March 30, 2013
spring is here in LA, Nomrally i would look out my window in new york city and see the changing greenery around the neighborhood, in LA not much really changes, things more or less look permanently green. Coming from NYC, it feels almost artificial. Almost like a time capsule. A sense of guilt comes with the perfect weather that CA offers. One feels like time is being cheated. and that somehow the pleasure of the weather will translate as that of punishment in another form. I guess one can't say it better than being guilty pleasure.