Ryan's Journal

"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?" — David Mitchell

San Francisco, California

Posted at 1:05 pm, February 3rd, 2005

After spending the morning playing tourist in San Francisco (Pier 39, Lombard Street, the whole works — I’m mildly ashamed of myself) I’m now back in the Financial District, less than a block from the skyscraper I used to work in. Just hearing snippets of the conversations around me — “Are you meeting’d out yet?”, “You’re right, I’ll get that document ready as soon as I get back”, “I could barely keep my eyes open during that call this morning” — I’m realizing more than ever how glad I am to have escaped that life. While those folks are now all returning to their cubicles, I’m sitting in Starbucks across from a ridiculously hot Japanese girl enjoying whatever folksy music it is they’ve got coming through the speakers.

In the midst of thinking how good life is at the moment, especially compared to the suit-wearing souls I’m surrounded by, it occurred to me that this time last year I was finishing up five amazing days of hiking around Mt. Fitz Roy in Patagonia. Happiness definitely comes in a wide range of dosages.

Mt. Fitz Roy

Mount Fitz Roy

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