Bluejake

I had 24 hours to kill before grabbing a flight back to LA, but the road trip was over. I met A for coffee down by City Hall and caught her up on the last two years, and then took a long walk through SF- down to the Japan Center, up Fillmore, down Union Street, and then a cab to SFMOMA for the Chagall show. A shower at the hotel and then down to the Mission to meet P for dinner and a tour of the neighborhood. Afterwards, we ended up down on Mission and 6th, drinking watered down screwdrivers at a bar called Pow. Drifting off to sleep around midnight, I had these They Might Be Giants lyrics in my head:

That it's old and it's totally over now
and it's old and it's over, it's over now
and it's over, it's over, it's over now
I can see myself
at the end of the tour...

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