Dear City of Angels,
It's been almost a year since I saw you last and lately I've been thinking about you a lot. I'm incredibly happy living in Morocco and although I don't want to live in the States again, I still think about you often. There are days, places, and things that I see that remind me of you and I want you to know there's a special place in my heart for you always.
I remember when I decided I couldn't live away from you. I quit my job, packed everything I could fit into my car, and headed towards you. It took me 4 days of driving but it was totally worth it. I'll admit, I was a little nervous as to how you'd receive me, but you welcomed me with open arms. As predicted, you completely swept me off my feet. From the start, I was in love with you. There were so many things you showed me that I'd never seen before. You were better than I hoped you would be and the more I saw of you, the more I loved you.
The first part of my adventure dropped me into a lovely place with a lovely face. I met a girl named Tammy aka Tamms online and she was looking for a roommate. Before I moved in, I visited her so we could meet in person and right away I knew we'd get along. When the day came for me to finally park the Mitsubishi in my new home, I was beyond excited. The condo was gorgeous, super clean, and perfect in every way. Right away we became friends and hung out all the time. She put up with my craziness and constant silliness and I helped ween her off her addiction to Starbucks. (Ok so it totally didn't work and she's probably drinking a Triple Shot Pumpkin Latte right now). We spent so many nights on the balcony with our friends Paul and Cuba (who aren't humans by the way) and would talk all night while annoying the neighbors. Somtimes we'd go take a dip in the pool and make pina coladas with peanut butter and chocolate in them and just chill all day. We used to cook together, have little parties sometimes, and avoid stinky gremlins when possible. I'd always rearrange things in the house just to see if she'd notice and she always did. I tell you, that was the best-smelling condo ever. It was like...dripping with the scent of Yankee Candles at all times. When we weren't making Nutella s'mores in the microwave, sometimes we'd just spend literally all day to artsy-craftsy goofy stuff. She was the best roommate I could ask for and we had so much fun together. Tamms Turtle...what a blast we had!
|Miss you, Tay! ...(and your orange sassafrass nails)|
|My favorite room in the Treehouse...and the blue couch!|
|Amoeba = Classic.|
|Working on the set of HBO's "Big Love"|
|Filming with Eva Mendes|
Love always,DowntownJaimeBrown (one word)