I went to LA and saw a psycho therapist in a penthouse suite. It was at the very top of the building. The sky rise. I drove from Costa Mesa boat AA club and listened to dub step on the high way with my driver and saw the Hollywood sign. It was so cool
I was in Arizona for a while and then I came to LA and became homeless, smoked crack and drank four lokos on the side walk, watching pretty light shows and wonderful boats. I really wanted to see you but I did not know where you were. I wish that life was easier. Today is not the greatest of days but happy american thanks giving to you. I love you

