I am so happy to be home.
Two months ago, leaving San Francisco, I thought, "Later bitches, I'm up out of this!" A week ago, I begged San Francisco to have me back. I missed her. I missed my friends. I missed the quality of life we are given the opportunity to live here. We are truly spoiled. Ranging in diversity, we have the best food, music, fashion, people :)
The past week, I have felt like a tourist. Out just about every night, doing different things, going to different places, visiting with all my friends I've missed so much. That said, here is a little re-cap of my weekend.
Slide. Ambassador. Vessel. Nopa (awesome place to eat, slightly older crowd, the service was great, the wine was amazing, and the food...try the warm olives;). Impala. Mas Sake. Gallery Three to see my good friend and wonderful artist, Erik Otto. Hustler Club (this is what happens when I hang out with Jason and Hugo). Dance Mission (this new West African dance class Im taking is awesome). Ocean Beach. Rainbow Grocery (did I already go on and on about what great food options we are given in San Francisco?)
It's true, never stay in one place for too long, you'll stop growing. But there's nothing wrong with returning, once you've grown to realize what you had.
Life is good.