On a brighter note…

pool051405.jpgL.A. may have random murders and child molesting clowns, but I love this city anyway, because for the first time in my life I have a pool. When I was apartment hunting a year ago, I had a list of priorities, but I knew more than anything, I wanted a place to swim.

People who’ve lived here a long time probably take their pools for granted, but to this former New Yorker, that big rectangle of blue water is a symbol of luxury. My apartment building is no Melrose Place — it looks more like a cheap motel — but the pool makes me feel like I live someplace special.

The pool in my building isn’t heated, but today, I ventured in for the first time this year. It reminded me how glad I am that I moved across the country. Why I love L.A., in one word: Swimming.