sunday snuggle.

clear skies, green ground - by my mama - torres del paine, chile

sunday, please don't end.

y.o.u.

seaside bungalow - perfect - half moon bay, ca

don't worry about what other people say.

do YOU.

orange and black attack.

latch - pod - napa, ca

GO GIANTS!

might as well just win it.

every day an occasion.

bright - monique lullier trunk show - sf, ca

surround yourself with inspiring things.

then inspire others.

torrential. twenty-something, too.

rainstorm still - powell st - sf, ca

i wish it would've rained today. i wish it would've poured and stormed until the streets were slick and spotted with puddles. the sound of drops against my umbrella would've cured today--it would've drummed away the doubt and distaste of it all.

instead, i walked home with my thoughts until an elderly frenchman stopped me and asked to use my cell phone to call a friend. i said, of course. i dialed the number he'd written in pencil on a piece of notepaper that was rubber-banded to his pocketbook. and i stood there watching his mouth make french sounding english words. a minute later, it was over. his striped, collared shirt and herringbone jacket made their way toward their destination. and there i was again, still unsure of mine.

your time before the break.

a.m. - harbor - half moon bay, ca

ahhh. a little "untitled" d'angelo paired with my coffee served in a tea cup out of a tea pot. i'm learning to love the morning.

n.i.a.r.b.n.i.n.o.i.t.o.m.

spell it have it hold it - grant street - sf, ca

everything is in your head when you think about it. the elation. the anxiety. the calm and the cavernous unknowing. for whatever reason, that very concept is striking me as pretty pivotal. thinking about thoughts about thinking. metacognition is a conundrum.

fill in your own blank.

my postit - my wall - sf, ca

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[j]oy [l]asting.

that afar - telegraph hill - sf, ca

it's a wonderful thing, experiencing a new place for the first time. lately, i've made it a point to put myself where i've imagined being. to take baby steps outside the box and breath new clouds all over san francisco. yesterday, twin peaks. today, city lights (where i've been meaning to drop in for two and a half years!). i left both locations clutching something--a hand, a book--knowing that i'd be back. but it's the first time, isn't it? that first glimpse of a city made vastly small in the distance. that first crunch of a hard-bound spine. you will retrace and relive those moments over and over. before you know it, they'll have a heartbeat all their own.

direction is relative.

sign - end of the road - half moon bay, ca

there is no right path. there are so many lefts along the way.

savasana sunrise.

wall women - fly bar - sf, ca

this week i've made it a goal to go back to bikram. more than knowing how much i love being there when i actually go, i want to get better at practicing my own advice. i continually encourage those around me to be their own motivation. to believe in themselves--to make and pursue great goals.

so here i go. get on with the get on.

to a full moon future.

footsteps - baker beach - sf, ca

heading to half moon bay tonight to celebrate the future mr. and mrs. nick pedisich.

can't wait to cheers to them over and over. and over :)

rent. lease. sell. OWN.

layers and layers - art murmur - oakland, ca

all day every DAY.

you're glowing. you're going. we're growing.

kiddie cups - baker beach - sf, ca

the only thing better than being in a good place myself--inside, outside, lifeside--is to witness those around me thrive. we're all in a good way.