Walking the Labyrinth

sometimes, i forget just what’s out there. do you know what i mean? i get caught up in what is my world: my circle of friends, my short commute, my regular markets, my target, my blogs, my work, my small-town feel, my view. i forget that life in my little circle is so different when i step out of it. this realization that i forget to think about hit me friday when laura, grant, val and i drove into san francisco. it’s a short drive; yet that strip of yellow fields and small towns separates us from an eclectic, cultural art project that is san francisco.

even just driving into the city, i felt both a sense of sadness and excitement. excitement because i remembered, and sadness because i forget about the bubble i sometimes stay in too long.

even though there is so much to take in and see in the city, things we have seen before that we want to see again, we still discovered a place neither of us had ever been: the labyrinth on a cliff looking over the ocean.

laura had read about the labyrinth. The circular rock maze was created by an artist who made several throughout the city, though the one we visited is supposedly the only one that doesn’t get destroyed. some people like to think positive thoughts and leave offerings at the center of the labyrinth, while others enjoy the art and the beauty of the location.

on friday, we were the only ones there.

for lunch, we ate at a delicious little vegeterian restaurant near UCSF, where we went after for laura’s appointment.

double power: iPad and iPhone at the same time! p.s. i’m kinda obsessed with the iPad now.

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