so.. there were plenty of reasons to come back to california after i was in texas.. one of the reasons i see every night.. it's not alive and it doesn't speak.. but it's comforting and makes me feel like i'm home..
i didn't take this picture.. but it's pretty much what i see everytime i go to my softball games. i used to pass this every morning and every night when i'd leave casey's house..
the feeling i get when i look over to the mountain and see the fog creeping over the ridge and through the trees it just something i can't explain. i can try now.. but it wouldn't do any good. it's just a sense of happiness and comfort that i get. it's why, besides casey and family, i needed to come home.
it's like fog is a part of my personality. it's gray and dreary but it makes me smile. people will be like "it's such an ugly day outside." and i'd be like.. "what are you talking about?! this is peninsula weather!! this is how it should be everyday!!" i like the dark weathers. sun and heat make me cranky and sleepy. san francisco fog is part of who i am.
and just to drive my point home..
was it not the perfect most perfect wedding day ever?! for me???
i might have been the only bride on 7.7.07 that was happy that there was fog!!
i rest my case. :)