"Dear Silverlake" Letter

Dear Silverlake,

I’m not sure how to say this without hurting you, but it’s over. It’s funny, because I didn’t even live in you, but I just know it isn’t going to work. I thought you were what I wanted, but I changed my mind. It was fun while it lasted, but I really just want to move on. As you’re reading this, I’m already packing my stuff; I’m leaving tomorrow. No, I’m not gonna put an ad on craigslist, I’m going straight back to my ex: Denver. Sometimes, the best way to get over it is to recycle an old one, and why not recycle with the city that invented the mile high club?

You were the first city I stayed in when I moved to LA...and even though it was only a week, it was a GREAT week! You were so welcoming and fun, with your cool hilly neighborhoods, amazing views and no parking restrictions. Yes, I live in Burbank, but I had fun with you-you have really fun bars, and curvy roads, and quaint little shops and restaurants that are SO far from chains. But people change, and so did you. You are filled with dicks. It’s not really you...it’s the people you hang around with. Does ANYONE say "excuse me "in Silverlake?? NO! Do people in Silverlake drive like they are entitled to kill two pedestrians per day? YES! And, honestly you are filthy. Clean up your dog shit, Silverlake! How do expect to EVER get a girlfriend with all that poop hanging around??

It’s so annoying that there’s really only one road in and one road out. You’re so stuck in your ways for someone so young...LIVE a little!

And this is gonna hurt you, but I have to say it. When you first showed me your "lake," I laughed. I was trying SO hard to hide it...I actually turned my head so you wouldn’t see me laughing. But I couldn’t help it ...I’ve never seen one like that! I know we say size doesn’t matter, but it just looks so weird with that fence around it. I hope I didn’t give you a complex, but you should really let people get up close, and you should stop calling it a lake. It’s more like a cement man-made pond 50 yards away! What’s next- a "free ice cream" cart surrounded by a bed of broken glass? What’s wrong with letting people walk by your trees instead of next to the speeding cars filled with dicks?

You weren’t ready for me- you’re still trying to figure yourself out. Maybe when the market crashes you’ll come around. I will always remember our time together- even though it was short...it was fun. I’ve been to a lot of cities, but I could really see myself getting rich and buying property in you someday-maybe even getting a dog to walk in you! But, there are plenty of other pretty neighborhoods out there.

I hope you’re okay....maybe someday we can hang out...I just need some space for a while. Sometimes, the universe just gives you a taste of something that’s looks good at first so you know what to look for in the next city...

On the top of my list: "excuse me," no dicks, & FREE ICE CREAM (no glass).

Fondly,
Michelle