I'm in love with San Francisco. Everytime I'm in this city I get this achy and melancholy feeling.

Today was blazing blue skies, sunny and in the 70s. Grace and I hung out at a hip and artsy cafe on the edge of Golden Gate Park. Grace has been working on her graphic design assignments (now doesn't that sound fitting and romantic?), while I barely had enough brain power to write some thank-you notes.

It was a completely escapist kind of day... sitting in the sun and forgetting entirely about school, jobs or anything.

Sigh. Life should always be this good.