Ache
When I look at this picture, my entire soul aches to be home. It's not the painted ladies or the mansions or the Golden Gate, but just the view of the neighborhoods that I drove through so many times. The Transamerica Building that I worked next to. It's so intense and breathtaking, the feeling of missing a location so much. I wasn't born there, but I grew up there. Not as a child, but quickly and frighteningly as an adult. The best and worst of my life is there. I just sometimes miss it so much.
In other news, I'm 14 weeks this Saturday. Moving right along!
Comments
When I turn my head to the right and look out my office window here at the Presidio, I see the Palace of Fine Arts with Alcatraz in the background..
Thanks for reminding me not to take it for granted.
Posted by: Colum Slevin | November 1, 2007 02:19 PM
You and M are welcome any time. SF misses you too.
Posted by: Green | November 5, 2007 08:17 AM