Blog Entry for Week 5: you’re writing somewhere else.

I picture myself writing at the edge of a ledge near the Golden Gate bridge in San Francisco. I find it really peaceful when you get lost in the sights and sounds of the Bay Area. Since it's the weekend families and tourists are out sight seeing the bridge, both parties have their eyes open with amazement. If i was a painter i would paint how the fog is creeping passed the bridge into the San Francisco. It about 61 degrees right now and I contemplated on grabbing my jacket due to the mist of the fog.