 Thank you so much for making this happen. Is that better? Another day on the 29, what a pain it is full again. College kids and working moms struggling with limited funds. The J will move me forward to the cleaner part of town until I hit Dolores Park and I lose my frown. Am I in a dream? Is this not a most beautiful scene? Feet run on the grass while the four-legged animals pass. I see lovers and meet-upers, friends and networkers, families and druggies, all with their luggage. We are all there, or maybe not, fighting with ourselves, claiming our sweet spot. Be still, notice, take part, play. This is my motto for the day.