Two Weeks, One Month, No Time

I admit it: I’m stressed. The big show is not too far away and we’ve got some work still left to do. I’m hoping that everything will come together and that the ridiculous number of man-hours we’ve put into the show isn’t for naught.

I can’t believe that I’ve lived in San Francisco for a year now. I was remembering how difficult some days were, missing Oakland, missing my independence, missing what life was when I had security. But happiness comes from taking bigger risks I’ve learned. So what if I’ve got to work a little harder?

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