I’m on Caltrain as I write this, after a full long day of wandering around SF with my dearest friends. Last night I watched the fireworks over the Bay Bridge from the roof of Arthur’s North Beach apartment, sitting on a ledge drinking champagne as I called Shaun to wish him a Happy New Year.

2011 was the most ridiculous year. I left my steady but unfulfilling job, became a starving artist, explored Europe with my best friends, fell madly in love with a wonderful boy, and rounded out the year with a new job that I dig. It’s really been the best year of my life and I’m sad to see it go, but 2012 looks to be even more wonderful :)