This weekend was the completion of the my eighth month living in San Francisco. As I retired Sunday night I reflected on a weekend spent celebrating my 23rd birthday with friends I truly care about, dressing up in sundresses and oversized hats to watch the Kentucky Derby and a day in the sun playing flag football I suddenly realized- I felt home. In the past few months I have had yet to experience a slow weekend- no matter the weather. And as I clicked off the light, I closed my eyes and dreamed for Friday.
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