so, yesterday as i was melting away in the city nestled against the hills, when i was struck with a moment of clarity and near genius: after asr-why not take a small trip to sf, get a chai, and sit by the beach off of hwy 1? and that is what i did. i took mehar with me, she had told me earlier that she usually needed to go to the ocean in order to cleanse energies and spirits, so i brought her along. the ocean was light grey, with only the occasional surfer, but as the east bay broiled away in near dante-esque temperatures, the sf sky was dripping, literally, with the most lovely layers of fog. thick, white, divine fog- cooling our heads, bodies, and kissing our faces with its beautiful moisture. we only stayed an hour or so, and left at what would have been (if it could have been visible) the sunset.
bellisima.
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