I've been in SF just over a few months now and have not yet taken advantage of the beach being 10 minutes away until yesterday & today. It was quiet. Serene. Almost cleansing. I felt rejuvenated. Just being able to watch the families walk their children along the beautiful skyline. The runners inhaling the fresh air from their morning workout. Listening to the waves crash against the sand. It was a life enhancer. Today I ran for the first time in about 4 months. Running on the sand is difficult. However, there is a sense of accomplishment, when you look back at the distance you've made. No one is around. People all there for one common goal. Peace. It was exhilarating. Then I just sat on the back of my truck, took out my journal and reflected. Nothing feels better than looking out into the endless ocean and being able to say thanks for the many blessings in my life. Smiling for no reason felt awkward, but that's how I felt at the moment. Happy, lifted. Thanks San Francisco; for allowing me a small moment to feel calm and rewarded for a life that I probably don't even deserve to have.