This is an active time amongst the passionate people. I see it swelling in the nooks of the city. Bright, bright, bright. Soon I will be in the bay area again with as little as I can carry. That sounds nice. Three cheers to the architects, poets, and the makers of freshly squeezed orange juice. A kiss on the cheek to those who dared to kiss the angels last night. A warm hug to those who need it and to those who don’t.