Jan 22, 2017 12:50
Unlike LA, living in SF means I have actual feelings. Happiness, sadness. In LA everything gets filtered through happiness, but in SF I have the full range of emotions. In the end, they turn out happy, which is also a San Francisco thing.
I have been feeling down due to several client meetings scheduled over the next month and a half, three to be exact. Two in the upcoming week (one in the Bay Area and one in SoCal) and one at the end of February in SoCal. The political situation has not helped matters. I decided to go to a couple protests - the anti-inauguration one on Friday in San Francisco and the Women's March yesterday in Oakland. This definitely helped to uplift me and left me feeling energized and optimistic. As a result, I decided to take the Friday off following my meeting on Thursday and make it a long weekend in LA and Vegas. Time I spend in LA tends to be filled with sex. Time I spend in Vegas tends to be filled with active relaxation: brunch, massage, shopping, a show if I'm lucky, a stop by downtown Vegas, which I find to be a fascinating, literary place (indeed there is an independent bookstore there as well as a zine library cum kombucha bar).
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