Fall down seven times, get up eight...

L.A

God, I’ve missed this place.. Third summer in row and it honestly has only confirmed my thoughts of moving here.. Every street, beautifully clean not a bit of rubbish in sight. By night, the lights shine brightly, shadows cast along the smooth pavement showing the real elegance of L.A. Perfection is a word only too subtle to use. My mind is undeniably calm, compared to London it feels as if my usual manic heartbeat has gracefully come to a halt. Every gasp of air is fresh, along my throat it glides filling me with a ridiculous amount of happiness. I am in awe with L.A, my holiday has only just begun…