I have so much to say about LA. So many things I have started to write but not finished yet. I am writing about being a woman in this city, about single mothering, the life here seen from a European perspective, about longings, about isolation, about people i meet, the nature, raising children, about ambition.
The list is long and i will sooner or later get through and finish my stories so that i can post them.
Last night i had one of those magic hour drives where i felt, at least for a moment that i got reconnected with my California infatuation. It’s like an encounter with a feeling like that of love at first sight or a great expectation. I haven’t had that feeling in a long time. It made me browse through some photos i’ve taken over the years. I don’t know if i am able to capture the feeling i’m trying to describe but i know i had it when i captured these.