I left my job at the end of October. With a few weeks free before starting a new gig (more on that in a sec) — enough time to relax, but not quite enough to go full-on feral — I decided to let myself ping-pong haphazardly around San Francisco, wandering into shops and bakeries and cafes that I hadn't seen before, which is how I found myself in a tarot store in one of my old neighborhoods.
17: Souvenirs
17: Souvenirs
17: Souvenirs
I left my job at the end of October. With a few weeks free before starting a new gig (more on that in a sec) — enough time to relax, but not quite enough to go full-on feral — I decided to let myself ping-pong haphazardly around San Francisco, wandering into shops and bakeries and cafes that I hadn't seen before, which is how I found myself in a tarot store in one of my old neighborhoods.