Nothing Really Changed, Except Everything… – Los Angeles Press Club
I open my eyes and look at my phone. It’s 5:30 a.m., April 7th, day 19 of Los Angeles’ “Safe at home order”. My days are usually the same, even on weekends. I wake up before the sunrise, make a cup of coffee, and go on the balcony. I sit there until the sun sets, alternating coffee with wine, reading, and writing.
I hear a door slam. I get up and look toward the street like those old bored at home ladies, ready to see some juicy stuff worth gossiping about. I see the mail girl heading toward my