Somehow, whenever I go out of town and then come back to SF, I always find myself feeling excited to return to the city. Leaving it, I anticipate an adventure out-of-town, and also relish the idea of taking a “break” from being in the city. However, once I see the cityscape as I return, I feel my heart beating faster and anticipate returning back to my city by the Bay.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way about any other place I have lived in so far. I wonder, do I feel this way about San Francisco because it’s the first place I can really call “home” away from my hometown? Even though I spent a lot of time at school near DC, somehow I never fully felt like that area became my “second home”. But now, in San Francisco….I feel at home.