I'm on a train that’s bound for San Jose and there's music in my ears and the bluest blue sky in my eyes and today also happens to be Friday.
I just left happy hour in SoMa with Gwyneth, Marina and Sylvia and I'm en route to Wine Kitchen on Divis for dinner with Dan and Steve and there's a very good chance that come tomorrow morning I will not feel spectacular.
I did quite a few things today (went on a hike, got my hair cut, saw a play) but I'm not gonna write about any of them because it's almost 8:30 and apparently 2018 Corey needs a minimum of ten hours of sleep per night.
To make up for that, however, here is a picture of the Golden Gate Bridge which I snapped whilst on a run/walk with my friend Steve this afternoon.
For what it's worth, the aforementioned bridge isn't red, it's International Orange, and maybe tomorrow I'll write something worthy of your time.
I'm in a Lyft on my way home from Momo's where I had quite a few rounds of VNCs (Very Necessary Cocktails) with four of my work colleagues and if next week is anything like this one I'll be asking the bartender for an IV.