I still have trouble believing that I'm living in San Francisco.

It has been about 3 months since a tornado ripped me out of my peaceful life in San Luis Obispo and dumped me in the Bay Area. Only now have I had the time to be introspective about the whole thing. Hopefully I've left enough digital life fragments around that I'll be able to reconstruct what I've been doing these past few months.

Corrie and I have been living in the Haight-Ashbury district for just under three weeks now. I love being able to get around without a car. I "commute" to work by walking 4 blocks to the N Judah which takes me to Civic Center, then to BART. Today I walked with Corrie to Trader Joes on Masonic, we purchased 3 bags of groceries and took the 43 Masonic back. Bookstores, Restaurants, Groceries, Cafe's and more are a few minutes from my front door. That said, the city still weighs down on me. Its density, people, buildings, and noise are all things which I am still trying to become acclimated to. I expect that over time I will become more at ease with everything, as I learn to discern threats from the benign.

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Last night, I took Corrie to participate in phil kline's unsilent night. It was magical, like something out of a vision or a dream. It was the first time that I felt welcome and at ease in San Francisco.

I think I'm going to love living here.