Sunday, December 9, 2012

Dead End: Journey to M Drive

1. Outside the Skirball Center
2. I guess this ending proves my point. All that way and then one underconstruction road not only woth no side walk but boards on each side. Should I really need a friend to pick me up to get to M drive?
3. The birds are chirping. The sun hits the rock in the most divine way. The breeze is less intense up here in the foothills.
4. I call my friend, she is at the other end of M Drive. I m getting a cold. So I walk up the Sepulveda and find the bus stop home.

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