I wonder where i’ll be this time next year. Maybe still in San Francisco? Or maybe, if the stars align, living abroad in some fabulous city and on another weekend trip with a different group of fabulous friends in, let’s say Paris [because Paris is fabulous.]

It felt familiar. It felt like on that rainy afternoon, in Jane, in San Francisco, we carved out a safe [warm] space.

you simply cannot be what you cannot see

I have yet to get the “Important stakeholder meeting today?” question, but I’ll take a guess and say that’s because I’m only one month in not because I don’t dress the part!