Mia: Maybe I’m not good enough!
Sebastian: Yes, you are.
Mia: Maybe I’m not! It’s like a pipe dream.
Sebastian: This is the dream! It’s conflict and it’s compromise and it’s very, very exciting!
La La Land
During the days, you’ll strive and sweat and cry. During the nights, you’ll look out the window of your apartment or car and see the indigo darkness draped over the hills, the street lamps glowing in adagio. They’ll look like souls huddled in fervent prayer. Your dreams.
But here’s the thing. The dreams dreamed in the City of Dreams, are tricky. The City of Dreams is an illusion, a mirage in the desert.
What you dreamed of at 22, will come true.
And having what you once wanted, you’ll look back, your youth spent. You’ll think back on the City of Dreams, the feeling of being young and hungry, and every so often a desert wind will evoke false memories of bittersweet paths taken if not for a single gesture, word, or action, and you’ll wonder where the time went.
And you’ll wonder if what you got, was what you really wanted.
Or if you’d be happier young, having nothing but dreams again.