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Many lovely photographs taken this evening (all but last by Sir Adam) on the rooftop. Adam left for Berkeley tonight, so I’ll be on my own in the San Francisco loft for the remainder of summer. It’s going to be strange without him around, as we we’ve been travel companions and roommates for nearly three weeks. This morning we got up early (7:30) for mimosas to celebrate our final day living together.

Adam, when you read this, know that I’m holding myself back from calling and saying, “There’s something wrong. Nothing’s attached at my hip.” You will be missed!

That said, I’m going to call it an early evening (Friday even…kind of disappointing I’m not out clubbing) so I might wake early and make it to the Farmer’s Market at the Pier. I held back from buying produce tonight so I could snag some fresh picks at market. Then I’m off to my internship—which I’ll update on later. There’s a lot going on, kind of.

Take good care and be well, all—

j

I made this movie during winter vacation, 2009…and never finished it. Kind of sad because there was an entire adventure behind it where I braved the cold and six-foot drifts. Oh well, you get the idea.

Glory days.

Today. I have work! At a photo center. I start tomorrow a.m.!
Hooray!

Pieces of a trip, tales of two Midwesterners, an ode to summer—

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

Fisherman’s Wharf has all the køøl stuff—the hella køøl stuff!

Lots of walking today and…

I bit the bullet and bought new kicks. How about that.

I spent a golden afternoon walking along Crissy Field, dunking my body in the sand, sun-soaking and people-watching, meandering along the shoreline to the Golden Gate. I was so concerned with walking across the landmark that I’d completely dismissed the idea of fantastic views. As I reached the first railings, I recalled that 220 feet up garners a panoramic paradise. It was nice to take a step away from San Francisco and see the tall buildings in the distance, the Bay, and all the boats scattered throughout the blue.

I walked for many miles by myself and never felt alone. It was just the day I’d hoped for—every bit of it, peaceful.