Returning to San Francisco

It's been almost exactly five years since Matt and I left San Francisco. Since leaving, I've spent about 16 hours in the city. I returned for several hours to attend my godfather's memorial service in late 2003. The following December, I spent a night and a few bookended hours en route to Sonoma County to see my mother. And that's it. The feeling of returning to a city I loved so much after such a long break is simultaneously fascinating and unreal.

Yesterday we took the N-Judah to the beach and back and then walked through Duboce Triangle, the Castro, and the Mission back to our gorgeous sublet on Natoma between 6th and 7th. It's all a happy, familiar blur. In some ways the city seems as if it hasn't changed a whit; in other ways it seems altered and unfamiliar.

Five years is a long time.

Meanwhile, a song from London is on high rotation: "Dance Wiv Me" by Dizzee Rascal & Calvin Harris ft. Chrome. I think it might just be the best song ever recorded.