I signed on today! I move in on Nov 1. Nice little loft overlooking Market. A full wall of windows, 20ft cieling... Next door to some real sketchy shit. Good spot to dig up my cameras.

SF has changed. My mom shuttled me to and from a handful of Peninsula area schools throughout my life because perhaps she was afraid of it, of being out here alone. Of the possibilities, good or bad. Where she's from, yeah, things are different. But this is what I know. It's the only place I don't feel displaced... after 3 decades of seeing the ups and downs, the sushine and the very, very dark heart of SF. People that say, "Oh Fillmore! You grew up on a fancy street!" Well let me tell you about Fillmore in the 80s... LOL! "Sunset? Oh how quaint and cute!" Well, let me tell you about being kidnapped out of Warehouse Video out in the avenues, when I was in preschool.

I have to say growing up here prepared me for a lot. Things that a lot of people take for granted or will never have the joy of experiencing. All I can say is that it feels right to be moving back. And it feels necessary. I don't think I could take the last few steps in moving on (don't get me started on the last 5 years), getting my Masters, figuring shit out, and making all this horse shit work in a world that makes absolutely NO fucking sense, if I wasn't coming home.

Get ready.