last week, a foggy berkeley morning
i am currently sitting next to the heater amongst boxes, alone in our apartment in san francisco. this morning, thomas and i woke up early to get coffee before work. we watched the rain fall and roll down the window while sinking our teeth into flaky, buttery pastries. i thought about what it would be like to fall in love with a city like this.
life has been a whirlwind spinning me in circles on pointed toes. i can’t wait to slow down and sift through all these photographs and scraps of writing. but until then, you can find me dancing tangles into my hair.
this summer was different from the typical sticky southern californian one that my skin is so used to. no — this was a summer of office air conditioning until sunset, sleepy accidental naps at the park, coffee-hazed domestic travels, and dreamy, slow-motion laughs that only come from constantly being surrounded by friends.
even though most of our mind space was filled with the stresses of development roadmaps, product market fit, traction plans, investment rounds, and more endless jargon... for just a few seconds in between, it felt like youth again.