Elle Hey : h. Play

Little résumé of my bag and my trip.

Back monday, I’m still talking to people in english. I was biking and the guy told me “il y en a une ici une piste de vélo (sur le trottoir)” to what I answered “yeah but there’s one here too!” with a natural flow and US cali accent. He couldn’t answer me. And I was like “what did I just say? It was so automatic”

I’m not really back in fact. I’m hitting 30 years old monday and I didn’t do anything, nothing about that.

Yeah it was that great. I could talk about The Room, driving L.A., visiting SF, the best coffee of the world, scorpions and black widows, The Hills of Silver Lake, Santa Monica BBQs, eating tacos or ceviche, good french cheese on Sunset Blvd, smoking good and sweet pot, talking trend in games with big names..

That was too awesome. I took my chances in fact and it worked. I’m back in L.A. soon.

It’s like, everything is just logical. Totally random but still making sense. That’s life when it works right?

I have good personal exciting projects that are maybe gonna get me some noise or even a big job.

I have fantastic friends there.

And then there is her.

She can teach you, but you’ll have to charge.

The most amazing girl I have ever met. What am I doing here right now? I know dude, I know!