I Love You, Boston

Minimal posts lately… I’m on vacation!

I wiggled my way into my dad’s east coast trip. We spent a day in San Francisco then jet off to Connecticut to pick my baby brother up from school.

Thennnnnn we drove up to beautiful Boston, to kill some time and see some WONDERFUL people. And I’ve fallen in love all over again. This place is such an integral part of me; I don’t even see the gum splattered cement. I don’t smell the subway perfume. I don’t mind to hustling commuters or the bikers who don’t stop. How could I focus on that half-empty stuff when I’m too busy jumping into (multiple) public fountains, catching up with the best girlfriends I’ve ever had, and walking the streets that saw me transition from small-minded freshman Californian to comfort-oriented, Bostonian journalist. I love this place.

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