Tuesday, February 15, 2011

.i left my heart in san francisco.


great. fucking. weekend.

naked fish sushi. sake+beer. catching up on EVERYTHING. closing down the restaurant. social work brunch, with food that was anything but. sunshine. black socks on the clothesline. drinking in fort mason park ("is this legal?"). texas. the hot guy that fell on the cooler. reuniting with more old friends. marin. sunshine. kozy car. porn dance floor. waterbed. bartender matching us free shots with every drink we ordered. vodka soda. shot. vodka soda. shot. shot. "we bonded over judiasm." shot. LAAAAAASSSST CALLLLLLL. "we'll take one more vodka soda." vodka soda in a pint glass with grey goose. shot of manoshevitz.

walk along chestnut street. giant sandwich and salt and vinegar chips. huge diet coke. hangover. shopping. power nap. ASIA SF tranny show. "san francisco, where the women are strong and the men are pretty." early to bed. reading in bed like a married couple. naomi. gym. rain. delays. home. miss.


coming to a few realizations in life, where i may actually be wrong as much as i want to take control and be right. coming to a crossroads. thinking. feeling. sussing it out. trying to make sense of it. who i am. what this all means. why i can't be happy everyday. why everyday is a blessing and a fucking challenge. deep breaths. in. out. in. out. hearing my fingers tapping, knowing i'm starting to write again. feeling something. feeling...anything. everything.

decisions.

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