Waking up in San Francisco

As anyone quickly figures out about me, I thrive off of change. Change, Challenge, and Champagne. Last week, Nathaniel and I moved to San Francisco. Well, we moved to an apartment about 45 minutes south of San Francisco, that is. However, each day I trek into the city via train along with all of theContinue reading “Waking up in San Francisco”

1 down, 9 to go

While my title insinuates that I am keeping track of my time here, I really can’t say that I am. Already, it feels much too real for me to be doing so- I feel like I actually have moved here, and that I’m simply at the beginning of a new job. I believe that meansContinue reading “1 down, 9 to go”

Beauty and Essex and Awe

Neale Donald Walsch once said, “Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” This first weekend has proven that mantra to me throughout. I am in a new city, where I am a minority for the first time in my life, and I barely know anyone. That’s a lot to take on at once.Continue reading “Beauty and Essex and Awe”