I didn't know what to write for a while there. In some ways I still don't. What I do know is that life goes on, whether I'm ready or not. I had been trying to think of something to do or somewhere to go to break the cycle of eating sweets at home in my pajamas. Since I've been out of the loop, I was surprised and then thrilled to see this post this morning.
I walked hurriedly down 4th Street taking in my city by foot for the first time since the move. A herd of Harley's roared toward the game. As they slowed by the light, I heard one of them spreading Michael Jackson love through his speakers and several of my fellow pedestrians smiled or bobbed their heads to Billy Jean. For the first time since living here, I felt like I was an extra in the city scene rather than the stand out tourist unsure of her way. It felt good.
Holly was everything I imagined her to be and more - lovely, kind and inspirational. I caught the tail end of her mood board demo then headed straight back to the book signing line, forgoing the tablescape of sweets (Lord knows I have enough of those). I ended up at the head of the line, nervously chatting with a friendly Bay area native. I readied my camera to find dead batteries. My cell phone camera had to do in a pinch. The picture is awful, but Holly's brooch and my boots are my favorite.
Yes, you read right. The book I walked through the city for, the book you can't get on Amazon, the book signed by Holly herself - it could be yours.
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