About a month after I moved to San Francisco I finally found a job (which was deeply relieving because I was almost out of savings). This was the view from my friggin’ desk. I KNOW RIGHT? When they took me on a tour of the office and showed me where I’d be sitting I about passed out. I don’t think I could have asked for a better view. It was so therapeutic and calming. On days I’d feel especially stressed, I’d just gaze out the window for awhile and I’d instantly feel better.
There is definitely something to be said for a beautiful view.
I have been doing really well lately about not pining over SF. I guess it’s just because I’ve had a ton of other stuff on my mind and have been distracted.
Tonight I woke up and felt a deep, painful longing for it. I’ve had two ex-boyfriends tell me that they felt like San Francisco was an ex that I could never get over. Like they were in competition with it. Would I ever feel for them what I felt for a city?
I have gotten over old loves but I have never truly gotten over leaving San Francisco.
It has been 5 years. When will it get easier?