07 4 / 2010
And I was drinking you goodbye, a heart floats in the bay
From sour home Chicago Long beach, I hear it beating far away
Theres no telling what I’ll do, if I don’t return to you….
It’s been 8 days, 16 hrs, and 20 minutes since I’ve left and I’m dying to go back.
I didn’t get to spend enough time with my brother, I didn’t get to eat oysters from Hog Island, I didn’t try a burger from Hubert Keller, I didn’t make it to Bouchon in Napa, I didn’t get to see Brian or Tina in Oakland, and I didn’t spend enough time with certain people up there.
I did get the meat cone at the ferry building, I did have sam’s sundae at bi-rite, I did have prosciutto ice cream from humphry slocombe, I did witness drag queens arm wrestling, I did hang out w/ my bff, I did hang out w/ old HS homies that I miss dearly, I did reconnect with people from my past, I did discover the wonders of grindr, I did play bingo at the knockout, I did get to hear awesome dating stories from Leonard, I did see my little brother for a few hours and receive a mini tour of his school, I did hit up citrus club (my fave spot in the city), I did sail in the bay while drinking wine and laughing with kent on a beautiful day, I did get to celebrate Collin’s bday with a pitcher of sangrias and tapas at cha cha cha.
I laughed a lot, I drank a lot, I ate a lot… I miss it a lot.
