30 Aug Needle in a gentrified haystack

Once the beery haze of overzealous mirth clears and lower back pain fails to subside, a sober realisation dawns: you cant sleep on a mate’s couch forever. The beginning of a new life at SF has the imperative chapter of establishing your own space. If I had known how unbearably difficult it is beforehand, I would have become a Craigslist Zealot long before I arrived. But, as this magical city continues to perplex and astound, it also never fails to entertain and provide. After looking at literal closets and rooms in exchange for deviancy, I lucked out and snagged a beautiful room in a beautiful city! Merely blocks from El Rio….