As I mentioned in my post last night - I had a lovely evening by myself, and (finally!) went up to the roof during the sunset (I wish I had stayed longer, but I forgot to bring up a glass of wine). Lately I've been wishing I lived closer to the beach - it feels like home to me - but then I sit on the roof and wonder how I could ever leave this 1920's apartment.
|I love when it's clear enough to see the Hollywood sign|
|awesome rooftops on my street|
|me and my favorite possession on the roof (via iPhone app)|
|it's farther down than it looks|