Getting back into the swing of things today as i'm home in San Francisco. It's funny when you call your current state or residence "home" rather than the "home home" you grew up in. As time goes on, i'm so unbelievably happy to call San Francisco my home (and for many more years at that) but it's always nice to look back, go "home home" and see what has changed and well, what hasn't.
What hasn't is the same cotton candy sunsets that grace the sky when it hits 8 p.m. and the smell of my house when I first walk in after being away for eight odd months. What has changed isn't drastically different, but rather a mild one where people that I grew up with start having children, getting married and you know, growing up.
It's always been interesting as a lot of those things in my mind are miles away, but I admire and aspire to be as kick ass as a lot of the mothers, fathers and families that I went to kindergarten, middle school and high school with.
Anyway, here's a few more snaps of my time in Ohio. You're one hell of a state.