I never understood what that song meant when they said they left their heart in San Francisco. But now I know. You are unable to feel, unable to love, unable to wake up in the morning and feel content. Being in that "place" allows you to wake up and take a deep breathe. Right now, when I am unable to love, I am at a loss at expressing myself. I am trying to extract my feelings and drip them on  to a petri dish in hopes that they will double and grow over time. But, it doesn't....and I sit here while I know my love, my passion, my affair of the heart, my tears, my everything all whirls up and is there, 232 miles away from me. It all lies on the sand while each wave rolls up and kisses the shore.