warm san francisco nights

it has been officially 2 weeks since i've had my own place here in san francisco... and slightly far from the truth. its not really my place, but a temporary one until september. needless to say, i call it my own place and it feels like home. this is probably one of the most beautiful houses i've lived in, its really enchanting. natasha is back from vacation so i finally have a roommate. the individual freedom for a few weeks was incredible and just what i needed but now im ready to feek another person's presence in this home.

last weekend the weather was incredible. heat wave san francisco. christopher and i headed to zeitgeist, open patio and a flock of dirt drunk people. the drinks were bad, they were out of everything that night, and the crowd was a bit too hipster, but it was great to sit outside and not feel the usual cold chill of the bay, and instead wave your hand sup in the warm night air.

ive been going throuhg many changes, many many. ive been affected a lot by mys surroundings and want to make some drastic changes in my life. i want to eat more healthy, exercise regularly, and to only surround myself with incredible individuals.

i went to a birthday party today in the mish, and it was incredible. the energy, the people, the aura in the room was resonating. a bit hippy i will admit but nevertheless, completely genuine and from the bottom of the heart. everyone at this party really wanted to be there, really gave an incredible piece of themselves to the birthday girl and expressed their love to her in many different ways; words, poetry, song... it was a very gratifying experience and i hope one day i will have the same amount of spirit and energy surrounding me.

other than that, nothing else is really new. still wanting to travel....
PRIDE tomorrow. do you have pride?

sardines

on the MUNI for my morning commute.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have retrieved to my old San Franciscan ways. I live in an incredible home, old Victorian, antique door knobs, the first microwave ever created, the most extra ordinary garden, and all to myself for a few weeks. it feels so refreshing, especially after crashing on couches for a while. the neighborhood is great, a couple dives, couple of restaurants and shops and the best part is the Golden Gate Park right outside my window, practically. i really feel rejuvenated and really good about my decision to finally cross the bridge and live here. there really is no other place in the world like San Francisco. its 7 x 7 mile area encompasses the most amazing, ridiculous, and hypnotic personalities. people smile, they say hello, they apologize when they step on your feet on the way to work.

besides my new place of residence, i have been doing well. well... better! if attitude is the key to well being, that is. i am getting ready to go on my big trip to Israel, my biggest fear : shorts.....

I have also been doing a lot of internal therapy. i've learned a lot just in the past 6 months about myself, about others, about my environment and the world in general. i decided to have more patience, to really listen to those around me, to pay attention (fighting my ADD!), to be loving and giving and respectful... yes all the things that i never thought i wasn't, nor do i think that i have not been, but would like to be more conscious of the way i compose myself and present myself to others, especially to those that are truly and generally awesome human beings.

i also made a new friend. a friend of a friend who moved to the area recently and we are sort of house hunting together, i have no idea where i will be living in September, but somehow things work themselves out.

what will come of me....

currently reading: Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides

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.