Summer In San Francisco
So, if you didn’t know, I haven’t lived in San Francisco all my life (hence I lose my claim that I am the original “San Francisco treat”). So sometimes, it’s still weird for me to experience the weather here. Especially summer. When I think of summer, I think of sweltering intensity- you can sweat out love and flirting and sex. But in San Fran, it’s the same as the rest of the year. Granted, I like it that way most of the time. But it makes you wonder if you’re missing some of the intensity just to have a liveable climate for the rest of the year.
Is love like that, too? Is it better to have an intense affair and then a long hiatus? Or is it better to do what I’ve been doing: have a few lukewarm things going constantly, but none of that True summer heat?
