Photo by: sheacote
Facing the Mission District of San Diego at the highest point in the city in San Diego.
I listened to Flying Lotus’s album Los Angeles on repeat everyday in San Diego. It seemed to really fit, any time I listen to that album now I can feel the weather.
Every morning around 8am I took a few hits of that Cali Kush and two shots of ice cold tequila. I walked the the whole city from top to bottom everyday spent there.
There is something about the feeling of walking a whole new city alone in an enlightened care free state that is so fucking zen my brothers and sisters.
