The city is a dream

I’m sitting on my patio listening to a neighbor on her phone telling her mom how excited she is for her new internship in the city. “I got a laptop assigned to me!”

She has said “I’m really excited” and “I’m really happy” maybe 10 times.

So sweet and lovely.

Then she started talking about how beautiful San Francisco is. “The city is a dream.”

Thank you new girl, for unknowingly sharing your bright-eyed enthusiasm with your creepy, eavesdropping neighbor.