I left my heart in San Francisco
June 11, 2009
I’m sitting here in the lobby of my hotel, waiting for my airport pickup. Been on the road for 4 weeks and I’m finally leaving the US. Attempts to extend my stay didn’t quite work out and I have mixed feelings about that. On the one hand, being back home would and not wearing the same clothes in a variety of combinations would be nice. On the other hand, being away inspires me in a way that being home does not. But I think overall, I’ll be happy to be in my own bed and with family. Starting to get really really tired.
But still, I think I left/am leaving my heart in San Francisco.
