This past weekend we took a trip to San Francisco.
I had been missing Charlie, and wanted to see him in situ.
He took me around his neighborhood and his city, and welcomed me to his Campus house.
We went on a picnic in Duboce Park with Laura.
We also fell back effortlessly into the comfortable habits created by years of joint sofa-sitting.
Seeing that Charlie has a good set of sofas to work with was a great comfort to me. I find it reassuring to know that, though he may be four hundred miles from home, he can still drink from the same well of respite that has provided such succor for him (and me) in the past.
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