Woke up at 6am today because Cacio needed to drink water right that minute (I mean, water is great). Tried to sleep but couldn’t, so I just stared at the ceiling for a while. Decided to feel happy about it. Quiet. Relaxing. Got up at 7am so that I could meet a friend for a run at 8am.
We ran along the waterfront in Berkeley, and it was such a perfect day for it. The sun was out. Warm but not too hot yet. Clear enough to see that incredible panoramic across San Francisco and Marin, with the Golden Gate Bridge looking as glorious as ever. Great fucking bridge.
Friend’s studio is about 5km away, so we ran there and had a refreshing, fizzy drink. Just what I needed. His studio is so darn cool, and the vision for it is even better. A space for music, ceramics, art-making, wood-working, and more. A dream. Everyone’s dream maybe?
We ran the 5km back to where we started, then I swang by the house, grabbed Cacio, and we were right back out to hike for a few miles in the Berekeley hills. Lots of running around (her), climbing up hills (both of us), and taking in the view (me, she was busy eating grass).
After all of that, my body wanted a burger. Aneesah (who I do not deserve) also ordered me my favorite beers and got snacks delivered to the house for no other reason than love, and that she’s the most kind person on earth. She was doing all of that from England… at 2am.
Took a bath, read through 200 lines of pure Python that implements a working transformer from Karpathy (yes, I should still have read a novel), and now off to bed. A full day, and a full heart. Friends, exercise, nature, smiling dog, and the love of my wife (the love of my life).