Draw time for bag design

Before I engage in my drawing endeavor today, just one of the many ways I make money, I will blog.
At the moment, I am in downtown Los Angeles looking out on a very grey overcast day. Across from me are buildings not in use, including the Alexandria Hotel. I look in on their empty floors and search for signs of life, but I find none.
My reality has shifted a lot in the past two weeks. In it I was a part of a beautiful wedding ceremony, I found out about a friend's rape, I got a chance to perform, another friend got roughed up by her boyfriend (ex, I should say), and I got to spend time with a lover who makes me feel good and I trust. A giant juggernuat of emotions came along with all these things. I was ready to get my nose to the grindstone back in LA.

At this point, a boyfriend would just get in the way.
I made this discovery when the statement fell out of my mouth in conversation. An old friend was asking me about my life and we came across the love subject. The last time she saw me I was dating a man going off to war. As I was updating her on the status of my love life and how dating has been in Los Angeles, I said, "I have had lovers here and there, but at this point..."
Someone then told me I was scandalous, "in the best sense of the word." Maybe a little, but really I'm a hopeless romantic. I'm a modern woman, not willing to suffer from illusions. I believe I'm a beautiful creature who deserves the best and doesn't settle for less.