is the highest of highs, followed by the lowest of lows.

Sometimes it really feels like joy fades with the sun. First comes the rain and the wet, gray days and then comes the cold. If you live in the Bay Area this cold is inevitably followed by more rain and then the occasional day of warm sunniness, just to throw you off. My return from New York was hardly a pleasant one, as it had become blatantly ( Read more... )

children are like puppies. sometimes cute and cuddly, always demanding to play, lots to clean up after, and frequently a nuisance. usually they are easily intimidated or bribed into obedience. then there are those days when you come home and they've chewed up your favorite hat and strewn the contents of the garbage can all over the house, when they ( Read more... )

And to begin with, because you must always begin somewhere and it is sometimes difficult to decide where the beginning really starts, I do not and have never in my life resided in New York. The name of this journal and hopefully it's contents were inspired by a week long trip to NYC, a last minute ticket away from San Francisco during a time when I ( Read more... )