Waterloo Sunset

There's something about coming home that is so good for the soul. I forget how much I love this place. And to be surrounded by people that love me - by people that know me...Well, let's just say I have definitely learned not to take things like that for granted anymore. I've been here for less than 24 hours and I've already seen more people than I can shake a stick at, been to a few of my favorite haunts, and had the opportunity to really relax for the first time in awhile.

I know that as soon as I get back to SF I'll have to jump right back into the craziness of school, the job search, and "real" life. I just wish I could stay here for a little longer basking in the perfect weather and in the warm hearts of these beautiful people. As much of a life as I've established in SF, that's one area where I'm still struggling. My tribe is here.

Tonight I'm having dinner with my in-laws. Frankly, I was surprised to get the invitation and I'm still a little ambivalent about the whole thing. But maybe it's a good chance for me to say a proper goodbye and thank you to two people who have given me a lot of love and support for a long time. Then I'm going to see a play. And that's a whole other bag of issues. But tomorrow I'm going to the Stones concert and I think some old school rock n' roll may be just what the doctor ordered.