“My journey through San Francisco was only supposed to last a year. It has now been 3 years. A combination of childhood memories, a desire for a new beginning, to carve my way through Creative Tech, and a yearning to find true love in this gentle City by the Bay. I bought a one-way ticket to SFO and flew up from Los Angeles with a sublet and a duffel bag.  For the first 6 months, I was a gypsy. Hopping from sublet to sublet, Bernal Heights to the Castro. I was boosted by a crazy leaseholder and found refuge in a quirky woman’s guesthouse in Marin County. I found a job and eventually moved into the first place of my own in San Rafael. I was dating but was still trying to figure it all out. I had always had a fascination with fortune and in San Francisco there was no shortage of fortune-tellers and energy healers. I really just wanted an answer. Who was this guy? When would I meet him? Where the hell …