I didn’t even set foot in my mom’s house after arriving here, and already I was shoveling snow. On the second night of Chanukah, she’s getting a flamethrower.
Never a good sign when the chick sitting next to you on a plane breaks out the Emergen-C, and of course I contracted her fever. My temp is 100.7°, which means I’m 81 degrees warmer than the 19-degree weather here. Thanks a lot, Typhoid Mary.
Actually, it’s a one-bedroom. But living in an apartment is one of the many sacrifices I make while I happily pursue my dream. And I love the pursuit. I love the people, the challenges, the city of Los Angeles, and, most of all, the feeling that makes my heart quicken every time I get to do the thing that I love: acting.
My name is Matt Shevin. You can reach me at: firstname.lastname@example.org