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I'm not sure if it's a law, or a saying.. but it seems just about righ that as soon as i start making serious plans to take a leave of absense from San Francisco, all sorts of interesting people and things start coming out of th woodwork, clearly with the only sole purpose being to keep me here.
On my ride home tonight, i just kept going far past my house. Riding randomly, I got lost in my own city, seeing some beautiful parts of it that were maybe just a little more exotic- the streets were empty, the air was warm. I grew incresingly sentimental as i rode.
I have met more interesting, wonderful, exciting people in the last couple of weeks than in the last year. Things seem to be happening, and the idea of leaving that is really, really hard.
There have been so many things, pulling me so many different ways... it seems when i try to stay the course, it's when the winds want to blow me sideways.
There is an unsurmountable mountain of shit i need to do. to sell.
do i have something you've coveted? by all means, contact me. Take it away.
On my ride home tonight, i just kept going far past my house. Riding randomly, I got lost in my own city, seeing some beautiful parts of it that were maybe just a little more exotic- the streets were empty, the air was warm. I grew incresingly sentimental as i rode.
I have met more interesting, wonderful, exciting people in the last couple of weeks than in the last year. Things seem to be happening, and the idea of leaving that is really, really hard.
There have been so many things, pulling me so many different ways... it seems when i try to stay the course, it's when the winds want to blow me sideways.
There is an unsurmountable mountain of shit i need to do. to sell.
do i have something you've coveted? by all means, contact me. Take it away.