lately, i spend most my time at the theatre, preparing for our premiere on december 4th – there’s a lot to do and next to no volunteers to help – and once i am there, it is very hard to leave – this includes never getting home before sunset – driving home today was rather romantic – the quietness of a snowy night lay over the city and i loved the cold, the snow, the twinkling of the frost on the streets and, most of all, the steaming gully holes

those wonders, which i had only seen in dear old san francisco up till now – suddenly i was taken by a bout of itchy feet and the longing to fly back to that city by the bay