How lucky I am that I get to travel. That I get to commune with artworks that hang, stand, are in museums in capitals of the world. That I get to enjoy safety and comfort in realities that I know all too well are filled with just as much despair, and joy, as that of San Francisco. How lucky that I get to visit New York. Again.
But more than that, how grateful I am.
Right where I’m supposed to be.
Let’s get’er done, San Francisco. Let the sunshine in.