couch surfing
the past month or so has been up and down. mostly down. and when i didn't think there were any more steps leading down to the basement, they somehow appeared to bring me lower and deeper in to a hole in the underground.
but i am slowly climbing back out of it and seeing another side of things. a more optimistic v. and all i needed was to see another side of the bay, on a more frequent basis. i have been couch surfing the past week or so. last week i stayed with my favorite brothers, and this week with Yana in San Francisco. Next week is yet another quest of where I will be. I decided rent from a friend for a couple of months, until I get my feet back on the ground and until I find a more permanent home for myself. San Francisco is where I will be. The lovely, wonderful streets of this European city with its Victorian flats and the wondering hippies and me sitting in a coffee shop for 4 hours, completely lost in my book, with all my stuff in my car.... that was yesterday. All that is missing is a guitar and a bandanna dog.
i have left Oakland on a sweet and sour note. it was great while it lasted, but as most things come to an end, i am ready to leave and ready to live in the city of bridges and liberal freaks. i made some amazing memories in East Bay and some incredible friends and hey, just a quick bart ride away and I'm reunited with my guitar heroes and my pho eating crew.
tomorrow I'm riding the old rickety train to work. awesome.
but i am slowly climbing back out of it and seeing another side of things. a more optimistic v. and all i needed was to see another side of the bay, on a more frequent basis. i have been couch surfing the past week or so. last week i stayed with my favorite brothers, and this week with Yana in San Francisco. Next week is yet another quest of where I will be. I decided rent from a friend for a couple of months, until I get my feet back on the ground and until I find a more permanent home for myself. San Francisco is where I will be. The lovely, wonderful streets of this European city with its Victorian flats and the wondering hippies and me sitting in a coffee shop for 4 hours, completely lost in my book, with all my stuff in my car.... that was yesterday. All that is missing is a guitar and a bandanna dog.
i have left Oakland on a sweet and sour note. it was great while it lasted, but as most things come to an end, i am ready to leave and ready to live in the city of bridges and liberal freaks. i made some amazing memories in East Bay and some incredible friends and hey, just a quick bart ride away and I'm reunited with my guitar heroes and my pho eating crew.
tomorrow I'm riding the old rickety train to work. awesome.
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