I left my heart....

I miss San Francisco.

http://mightygirl.com/2008/04/28/cultural-norms/

I remember driving home from school after graduation the first June I lived in SF, and stopped at the light at Valencia and Market Streets (just a few blocks south of the Castro), Inki and I sat and watched as about two dozen bicyclists pedaled by us on the way up the hill. Stark naked, every last one of them.

We looked at each other. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. "San Francisco," I said, and those two words said it all.