One of my wonderful bird friends stopped off yesterday morning for a bath. The bird flew towards me as I watched, landing directly in front of me. Seconds later, there was a flurry of wing action, whipping up the water. It was so fun to watch; I took a photo while the water was flying, but you can’t see the bird for the flurries. It was a simple pleasure of life for the bird and me.
I’m a dreamer at heart, proudly born and raised in San Francisco—a city that covers just 49 square miles but was heaven on earth for me. Every corner of The City (as we natives affectionately call it) has been a part of my life. No area ever felt too distant. With wide eyes and an open heart, I’ve always welcomed the world around me. I find joy in creativity, wonder, and discovering new possibilities—whether that’s through international work adventures or dreaming up the next exciting idea. Even though San Francisco was my hometown, my passport has taken me to many amazing places and introduced me to wonderful people, shaping me in countless ways. I carry pieces of these experiences and friendships with me wherever I go. Above all, I treasure my family, friends, and those small, meaningful moments that keep my spirit alive and thriving. I never want my curiosity to fade away.
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