i send my SOS to the world- this is my message in a bottle. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Adventures and Illusions
The roomate drama was bringing me down, but last night I went on a spontaneous adventure with Dan that seemed to center things for me much better. Caught grub at in-n-out after our class, and then on the way back, he got us lost. Which is fine with me, because I love exploring. We ended up in a neighborhood I will probably never be able to find again, the classic San Francisco neighborhood that prompted a spontaneous search for the "Full House" houses, and vertical 90 degree streets. We winded through dark streets with beautiful pastel colored Victorian homes, their bay windows unlit, underneath dark, foreboding underpasses that looked like movie set descriptions of places where dark deeds are done, past a broken fire hydrant that sprayed water all over the street like a geyser (or a Beyonce video), in circles and down no-left hand turn streets and up hills that strained my little white car to the breaking point and would probably more appropriate for a Hummer to take. We kept climbing until we ended up at the top of this mountain that overlooked San Francisco, lights of the tower blinking behind us, the city moving below. It's funny to have such a warm spot for a city that you've only lived in for a short time. I'll probably never be able to find that place again, but it was apt for the moment, so I don't even know if I'd try again. The streets were wind-y and small and at times vaugely reminded me of the Hollywood Hills. We ended up getting on the freeway after our ascension from the mountain, only headed in the wrong direction, which led us downtown. I saw the underside of the Bay Bridge, and the emptying streets of the Financial District and part of me still can't help but look up at buildings in wonder. I hope I never stop trying to harness that feeling, of being here, of being excited for each spontaneous adventure. In the spirit of that, here is a quote that I found apt from the book "Illusions" by Richard Bach that Dan lent to me. "The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare to let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure." 1:14 a.m. - Friday, Feb. 11, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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