When certain things are within reach, I find myself taking them for granted. One example would be the Getty Museum. It’s quite close to where I used to live, yet I’ve never step foot into it, until two weeks before my departure from the place I called home for the past 4.3 years. But at least I finally went there with some friends. Here are some of the pics.
Just another day to some others, but to me it was a beautiful day that filled my heart with layers of emotions as I counted down to my departure.
A vantage view. Don’t know how to get rid of the glare. (Brandon help!)
If the parking fee wasn’t so expensive, (and if I weren’t leaving the city for good), I’d go there every week.
Ladies in green.
Life would be much simpler if I were just a little fish in the sea.
No, actually, I’d like to be a whale- so that my life wouldn’t be too short. 😛
Nothing to do with the above picture though. Hah.
Instead, I’m trapped in a maze, and I can’t seem to get out.
Odd looking plants. I suppose they’re some form of cacti.
10 minutes to three. In the afternoon, of a certain Sunday in January.
It was. It will never be again.
I miss.