If life is like color and there are complimentary moments to balance it all out, the good with the bad, the bright with the dark, then right now I’m making sun-kissed lemonade. The weather in San Francisco was ridiculous the past few days, heat in the high nineties, anxiety to match, insane molten sunsets, onyx-like waves at Ocean Beach. Beautiful and difficult.

I just want to check out. I try to deplete my calendar and it fills up as quick as the page was turned. How do you say no to your friends when you adore and love them so much? It feels like shaving off skin to deny us time together. If nothing else, spending my time grinding away stress on a bicycle has been a high point. Biking should be mandatory. Bike manufacturers should receive subsidies like farmers do. Taxes from heavy polluters and unnecessary SUVs should subsidize zero-emissions travel for youth to get them into the habit now. Things could be so much cleaner.

July is just around the corner and my vacation from work isn’t scheduled until August. It seems as though everyone is visiting or returning home in between that period, too. Last night, during a decompression walk, I had the idea to just take the summer off. Stop trying to put all my energy into making art and just say no to creativity. I immediately began to think about how to conceptualize and visualize the process directly after the first thought, so we all already know what a failure that choice could become.

Lemonade.