San Diego, here I am
Here I am.
A friend of mine went back to Japan and posted on facebook that he shouldn't complain about Japan because he has to find a girlfriend. (He was tired of humidity of Japan, expensive IKEA furniture, etc)
And I commented "I never complain about San Diego, and I don't have a boyfriend. Why??"
He replied "San Diego is your boyfriend, isn't it?"
THAT IS SOOOOOOO TRUE!!!
I have been in love with San Diego since 2001, and I tried hard to be with him. I visited him almost every year since I left the land in 2002. I poured pure love to him, and it took years to come back in him. I felt he wouldn't have me in him when transition didn't work well.
But, here I am. I am in San Diego. I tend to forget about this fact because I spend less time due to my work, but I live in where I love.
While driving the freeway, I never fail to give a salute to the skyscraper, to the flying airplane crossing over the freeway and the strip of the airport. I give a salute to the ocean, to the palm trees. That is my expression of love towards this city.
Thanks Alex for the pic.