A Love Letter To San Francisco (or Bae, I’m Breaking Up With You)

So tomorrow I leave the City, and it feels like it will be for good. I’m just moving across the Bay, where the grass is a little greener, and the trees breathe real air, but I know I won’t be back. I’m moving away from the big buildings with minute, claustrophobic apartments, away from the… Continue reading A Love Letter To San Francisco (or Bae, I’m Breaking Up With You)