The problem with this city is that I love it too much. The attachment I feel toward this city is stronger than any romantic feeling I've had toward a person - and that is the honest truth. I love to travel and I want to see and experience so many wonderful things this world has to offer, but I almost feel like I found SF too soon. I almost wish I had moved somewhere else before finding this gem. I'm scared of how much I love it. I'm scared I'll never want to leave it. I feel like I'm ready to commit but am scared of saying the three words for fear of falling too hard.
Here, I've blossomed into my own. I'm doing the things I love -- more importantly, with people I love. New friends have found their way into my life, and for them I am grateful. I am grateful for D, my rocking roommate, who is the most positive & generous person I've ever met. The sunshine she brings to my life trumps the SF fog. I'm grateful for MA, who is a soul sister; one who will go Bachata dancing with me (newfound passion), attend travel meetups with me (there are loads here), and who shares the same love for this quirky and awesome city as I do. To L, my home base, whom I admire. Being away from home together has brought us so much closer. To W, who is kind. And wonderful. And so inclusive. The list goes on.
What I am noticing is that SF has made me a much more appreciative, gracious, fun-loving person; it has taken me back to a place of happiness that I haven't felt since college, really. I almost feel guilty at how much fun I'm having.
But that's SF. It is a city that has something for everyone; a city that unifies all the individuals who are celebrated for their uniqueness. Every night I am grateful for San Francisco. I want to squeeze every ounce of every second of every weekend. Living here has helped me to live in the present and to enjoy - truly enjoy.
Fleet Week - one of the most incredible experiences I've ever had!
Giants won the WORLD SERIES! And I got to watch from Civic Center!
Sharing my birthday with new friends and plenty of old on Polk Street. I love birthdays because they bring everyone together.
One of my most favorite things to do: hang out at home in the sun, listen to Motown, and shoot the breeze with my D.
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