LA is really inspiring in a go-chase-your-motherfuckin'-dreams sorta way. Everybody has a job to pay the bills, yet everybody has a bigger dream. He may be selling guitars at a music shop for three days a week, but he's also mixing music for movies hoping to make that his full time gig in time to come. He may be picking up calls at the front desk on weekdays, but after work, he's rewriting a pilot for a show he hopes to sell.

It's eye-opening what people would do for their dreams. It's also humbling, because no matter how much you've gone through to get to where you are today, some people have got it worse, and they still haven't made it to where they wanna be. And yet, they're still fighting the fight.

City of angels, it may be not. But LA is certainly the city of dreams.