San Francisco

I love this city..

I really do.

Naked people walking down the street...

Street vendors and performers..

The ocean..

Sea Lions..

Really...

What is not to love?

And..

The love of my life is there.

That is the icing on the cake.

I am counting down the days until I can leave the desert and live in the city that feels like home to me...

Well.. outside the city but still.. 20 miles from San Francisco but still in the bay area.. I will take it!

I sit here, in my kitchen, thinking about the day when I will pack up everything I own and move out of Arizona.

115 degrees, desert, nothingness and I really do not get along at all.

We are not friends.

There are no trees for me to hug here, no grass for me to walk bearfoot it.

I can not keep a plant alive because it is so dry and hot.

I don't like it.

Not one bit.

Send me home to San Francisco where the Pirate Ship Barbara Ann resides, where it rains and I can hug a tree.