To Know Someone Who Knows Someone

The door is open and the chilly overcast day gently floats into the living room, brightening the wood floors and the debris from the twenty-somethings chaos.

This past week, I’ve been remembering why I moved to San Francisco and how there is so much potential magic for wanderlusting, soul-searching young adults like me.

I was visiting someone who the last time I saw, was not sure how his life will turn out since he came to San Francisco on a whim without a plan. He is now living on a couch in an old hole in the wall apartment above a bustling market in Chinatown surviving off of $2 juggling lessons he offers to the public near Pier 39.

His life is so unusual and charming. There are a lot of those type of lives being lived out here. It’s so easy to know someone who knows someone and do something in a place that is filled with people and possibilities. It’s the place where things you thought only happened in movies and books happens. Being around him and my friend, who is a nomadic musician, made me want to escape the 9-5 conventional world and live a life knowing that there is no limit to how to live one’s life, especially because this is the best place to do it! It’s a risk to stray from the beaten path because you don’t have anyone to follow but yourself.

I don’t know if I’ll ever really escape convention but that openness is something that I took away with me. And so I told them I always wanted to sing in a band and luckily enough they called a friend and the next day I was singing along with a banjo, guitar, and a violin player in a hip house with a giant black tour bus parked in front.

So keep your door open, you never know who you may know who knows someone.

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