The city of angles, where is to find myself again, the real me. I thought that was the most magical place I've ever been. it's a promise land. It's a place about dreams and broken.dreams. I was disappointed myself the most of my life, and I was never there just a ghost running scared, even forgot the real me. But here, when I put on my backpack, save about couple hundred bucks to Los Angeles. to make myself. To walk on the Boulevard of hope and dreams, the street made of desire, to watch others' smilng faces, to feel their lives. And everything was different at that time, it makes me feel like, I am one of them, a man is ordinary but dreaming. So I just forgot the all shit in the past, who knows what's gonna happen after this, I don't know, so if this is the only life, and why am I not doing anything that I wanna do? At that moment, seems like a voice whispered in my heart, welcome home, and yeah, I was in home, and it will still be my home, yes, that will happen. Thank you, L.A.