Not long ago, in a new city for the first time, we went into a trendy restaurant located next to a maritime museum. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and the restaurant was packed. As we squeezed into our seats, we made room for another couple; while it was a tight fit, soon we were talking together. They were residents from the area, and we were first-timers; however, we shared many common interests. They were delighted to hear we were visiting and having such a good time.
When it came time to pay our bill, the server told us our new friends had paid for our lunch; this was a surprise to us and, indeed, a random act of kindness from a couple we’d met 45 minutes earlier. Amazing things do happen when you least expect them to.
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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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