One of my favorite things in the world is when I’m taking a walk through a quaint San Francisco neighborhood - which is typically mine in Noe Valley, and from the sidewalk I can hear someone inside of their home playing the piano. Sometimes I just stop and listen. It’s the loveliest thing and makes me feel like I could sit there all morning long. It’s the little things.
how am I leaving in 2 weeks?? I really don’t think I’m done with this experience yet