another day in city on the bay

sigh. this place is just so lovely and i find myself delighted to be here, and to be here on my own- doing whatever the wind blows me to. (even if it is a chilly wind)
i visited the sf branch of my yoga studio today, sliding into class late, grabbing a spot under the skylight. for future reference, all yoga is better under a skylight. i spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon wandering about the mission district popping in any store that appealed to me, mostly vintage stores of course, but bookstores ranked high as well. there's something so incredibly soothing about flipping through rack after rack of old dresses. it's amazing, truly. the nice thing about being solo is that i can shop without any mindfulness of time or concern of another person's schedule/wants, to go into a meditation of sorts until i realize it's well past time for me to eat and must pause in the quest. i walked for longer than necessary (i told myself it was because the sun was shining and it was good to walk)to get a burrito from taqueria cancan. it came highly recommended, and i must say it was the best burrito i have ever had. i sat there in this little hole in the wall- sticking out like a sore thumb- ravenously eating and wondering how it was possible that this was sooo good.
i headed from there to the haight ashbury area for more thrifting, telling myself it would be for window shopping only. fool that i am. it was in the second place i found my head swimming, wondering how it could be that there were sooooooo many lovely things, perhaps picked out just for me. how is it possible that they all fit me? too too much. too hard to pick one too hard to say no to anything. somehow i must have thought i could support the economy single handedly. i got some killer things though, and it will bring endless delights to be reminded of this city every time i wear one of them.
the other discovery of the day is how easy it is to save a few dollars for the bus. they give you transfer slips when you pay your fare and it's allegedly good for 90 minutes. i, being initially inclined to follow the rules, dutifully paid my second fare later on thus receiving another slip. i soon realized there's no time on these things and they look the same. maybe they change it daily? or not at all? tomorrow we shall see. i used an old slip for the rest of my rides- not that they care to look it seems- ridin' for free... sweet deal man.
one last thing- whenever i'm at the apartment i can often hear the wild parrots that live on telegraph hill a few blocks away. helps make up for the crazy man downstairs...