Not A Good Sign…

I went to look at an apartment tonight. In Russian Hill, one of the neighborhoods I formerly lived in. As I was walking home, to Emily’s apartment in Pacific Heights, I noticed a large church. No, more of a cathedral. That’s funny, I thought to myself, I don’t remember there being a cathedral on the way to Emily’s. As I got closer, I realized it was Grace Cathedral, on Nob Hill, the exact opposite direction of where I should be heading.