Blyth: Down By The Waterfront

I've lived in San Francisco for over a year now and sometimes I still forget how fucking beautiful it can be.














This weekend, after much debauchery, my dating partner and I took a long walk down Funston beach. It was aaaamazing!














There are moments in my life that feel so surreal. Moments when I pause expecting some overly sentimental soundtrack to start playing, like I'm not actually living this moment. Like it must have been scripted. But alas the Indigo Girls never start playing (well almost never...). This is my life. My real life. I live here. That shit is crazy.

I'm in love with the ocean. But I'm trying really hard not to fall in love with the womyn who was standing beside me. They're both beautiful but they're both really fucking dangerous. And I haven't yet learned how to avoid hir at high tide.

Still Saturday there was hangliders, crashing waves, dance lessons and an unbelievable sunset. Cue the music....