Dear San Francisco,
First and foremost let me start by telling you how much I love and adore you. You stole my heart as a little girl and you have never given it back. Not a day goes by where I don't reflect on how fortunate I am to live and work within your boundaries. You have so much to offer for such a small city: great food, music, numerous bars, crazy people, and the Giants. Time and time again I walk through your streets and ally ways and you always show me something new and delightful.
The one complaint I have is WHERE THE HELL DID YOU PUT SUMMER? Seriously, it is August and the sun has yet to shine down on you for more then 2 hours at a time. This morning is no exception. It was misting as I walked to BART (San Francisco's subway/metro) and the gloomy fog has yet to go away. I had to put on a sweater, scarf, and jacket today!!! WTF!!!!! Correct me if I'm wrong but it is August and that is technically summer so where is the sun???
So please, I beg you, have a little mercy on me and grant me a few days of summer.