home, where my love lies waiting silently for me
We got on the road at 5am, leaving a silent Inner Sunset like a sleeping lover. I was sad to go south, down 19th; I wanted to drive through the park, to pretend I was scooting back to Napa, Sonoma, Oakville. To revel in the simplicity of sunrise over water. To revel in simplicity of any kind, really.
What am I on the edge of?