Saturday night after the show, I drove over to a friends house in Oakland where I would be staying for the weekend. We lazed on her couch and caught up for a bit. Then we drove into the city and I met-up with a good friend’s older brother, who has also become a friend of mine, and later another friend I haven’t seen since high school came through and we went dancing later that night.
On Sunday, the same high school friend came by that morning to bring some treats for me and to relieve me for a moment to watch my booth. Sunday evening, two friends of mine who I met in Brooklyn, came to see me and help me pack up. We rode in my minivan back to the East Bay, and we laughed about old times and lamented that we couldn’t believe we were all on the west coast at the same time.
The family and friends I have been fortunate to see on this trip has been incredible. So many supportive people from all parts of my life, who have taken the time to come to see me, and for me to see parts of their world and each with the ability to pick-up wherever we left off. I’m a lucky girl.