Wednesday, August 7, 2013

sf love

On August 7, 2005 I walked into my first job as an adult.  A short 24 hours before that, I stepped off a plane in Oakland with 2 suitcases full of shorts, skirts and tank tops.  24 hours after this, I was shopping at Banana Republic buying as many jeans, sweaters and jackets as I could get my hands on.  This week marks 8 years that I have been living in San Francisco.  Despite its very chilly Augusts, I have come to love this place and call it home.

I will be honest, usually this day passes without me noticing it.  But lately, my journey here has been on my mind.  I moved out here because I got offered a dream job for any young graduate and for the adventure of living in California.  But I also moved out here alone and without ever visiting the city...ever.  I was very lucky, because I joined a company full of young people.  And from the beginning was adopted by some incredible people, who to this day are some of my dearest friends.  

I started here in a shady hotel in Civic Center and spent my evenings and weekends wandering around Union Square.  There were many times that I got on the Muni going the wrong direction or laid in bed feeling lonely, but these last 8 years, I have also had the opportunity to meet so many people whom I cherish, eat ahh-mazing food constantly and ride my bike all around the sunny Mission district.  The thing I love most about the last 8 years is SF has allowed me to grow and be challenged as a person and for that, I am grateful!   Happy 8th!

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