I have to admit, I don't love LA.
And yet... and yet. I do have to admit that the whole Southern California easygoing thing is getting to me. Each day dawns sunny and warm and beautiful, and that peaceful, easy feeling is hard to deny.
In some ways, I've always been at odds with my East Coast upbringing; I'm not really able to be quite as hard and tough as every situation calls for. In many ways, I made a lousy New Yorker. Sure, after thirteen years, I toughened up, but at heart I remain a bit squishy, a little sensitive (okay, maybe a lot sensitive).
The meeting I am at is tough. Things can get contentious. People argue passionately for the things they believe in. And yet, here I sit, relaxed and calm and pretty content. LA is getting to me. All I can think is, let love rule.