An Old Memory I Had.

this is my lost angeles.

this is my lost angeles.

Could not sleep in the dorms.  Found myself out on campus barefoot amongst the ivy and the brick, debating which might be winning the battle between the yellow light from the street lamps and the white glow of the moon.

usc-campus

Made some phones calls I should not have and had some thoughts that helped nothing at all.  Suddenly all I wanted to do was climb to the highest point imaginable.  I wanted to see the city and figure it out.  I had seven cigarettes and around 2 hours of darkness left before the world woke up.

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