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Hussie’s toblerone cave (Golden Gate National Park, CA)

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Note: This was written shortly after I first moved to San Francisco, at the beginning of summer. I'm going through some old writing, and editing a bit to get in the habit of writing publicly again.

I took a ride up through the park to clear my head from a hangover. In Brooklyn I would have wandered down the street to get a bagel, and continued to waste the rest of my day. But San Francisco calls to play outside. 

I took my bike down the apartment steps, still wearing a garishly bright lipstick from the night before. I eased in to the Panhandle, a long, skinny rectangle of a park that is only about one block wide but ten long. Following the bike paths I found myself quickly at the beach, and nearly turned back. But the small voice, urging me to be an adventurer, encouraged me to go up the distant cliff. The beach spread before me, and a concrete vista overlooked crushing waves and beach-side ruins.

The party the night before had been made up of the young and mildly wild. I knew most, either from school or Instagram. I stood in one place for a time, and chatted and reunited with so many that passed me by. I talked to two lean fellows, who were interesting simply because I did not know them. I found out later one had been a Japanese pop star in high school. A funny connection, he had gone to college with my coworker who told me after.

As I watched the party move around in the old Victorian house, I couldn't help but wonder how anyone placed any responsibility in us. Beer pong in one corner, and a dance-floor living room occupied our attention. It was a good night of trying to piece together thoughts, and being amazed at how the city had sucked so many in. 

In the corner there was a copper Blu Dot chair, with finger smudged edges that I envied. I had bought a Blu Dot desk earlier that day and just assembled it. It was my first piece of adult furniture. I saw most of my friends, when they finally found their apartment, buy at least one expensive piece of furniture. This was mine. 

We are blithe, young people with expensive furniture spread thin, scattered throughout a shared apartment. We're working in an amazing city, and trying to be grown up, but we also know we're young, and life's still kind of fun. Responsibilities are only edging in sideways, out of the corner of our vision.