Wow, it’s already been a month that I’m here on Adams.
I don’t know how to describe my feelings over this year, I just feel like a runner who’s only been hearing his own breathing after doing a very long run in the sun. Some kind of zone where happiness or pain or anything else doesn’t really matter because they don’t exist.
I’m in the zone!
Somewhere on the West Side, on my bike, smiling to oblivion because I like simple things like a nice-looking street.
Spent the last two days working in Burbank, it was so great. I have so many cool moments with my Uber drivers. 95% of them are Armenian dudes and if you happen to be French, just let the word out that you know Armenian culture a bit through Charles Aznavour and then you’re best buddy forever. Last night we were laughing too much, dude stepped on his brakes like crazy at some point.
Just talking about the usual, work, divorce stuff, immigration, US/EU comparison, kids, how I might not get a car or maybe… It is amazing to share or get a point of view, perspective from people that are like you but also totally not. Soccer Football is making me closer to so many immigrants too. This is where you see how truly universal that game is, except for Americans so that’s kind of fun.
I’m still high on how services here are awesome. The lady at Burbank’s Starbucks know what I want after going there only once. I feel comfortable in no time everywhere and it feels great.
Travelling between different neighborhoods, especially on my bike makes me love the part of the city I’m living in and loving others too. For the first time in my life, I kind of get what’s like to be like “this is my territory”, I had never felt that way in France.
My neighborhood is growing on me. Mostly Mexicans and black people, Blaxicans too. Everyone is super nice, it’s calm. My roommates are still awesome, I’m running this place a bit –taking care of things- and it feels like I’m really at home.
And those sunsets on the roof, oh boy. Last Friday, when the sun was two minutes away from disappearing, when the yellow and orange are super sharp, I was up there. Temperature was absolutely perfect, perfect wind, just enough to wear a light jacket, I was sitting and chilling, reviewing music I’m making in my headphones, watching the sunset while vintage cars –40s Oldsmobile and roadster- were parking across the street, skateboarders doing tricks on the parking lot half a block away, and fireworks were going off around.
It was fantastic.