Wow, can you believe the difference that a week can make? Within this past week, I have emptied my Philadelphia apartment, moved across the country, started a new job, and signed a lease. All in a matter of 7 days. Not gonna sugarcoat it, it’s been stressful. There were moments where I just wanted to hide under the covers. It’s hard to not have a ‘home’ and to be in this weird grey area of flux. Currently, I am living in a hotel in Corte Madera, so my commute to the office has been somewhat lengthy and very damp. That being said, on Saturday I went into San Francisco proper and began my apartment search where I stumbled upon a tiny gem of a studio. It’s got ‘me’ written all over it: vintage enameled bath tub, janky metal fire escape, and two walk in closets. (I didn’t have a single closet in Philly!) And the pièce de résistance, a newly remodeled kitchen with a full-sized gas stove! Bread production is going to resume in full swing once I move in.
So this experience has been really great. I’m taking the ups with the downs, all in stride. I’m so unbelievably happy to be here and back on the West Coast. I couldn’t feel better about the decision I made to come here and all of the adventures that I have yet to experience.
Photography by Greg Zulkie.