My friend said I'd kill for the view he has. Of the bejeweled Sanfrancisco bay opening into the ocean, flanked by the two bridges and the other high raise buildings. I was thinking about that today, while driving back from lunch. How beautiful it must be. Then I noticed that it was raining. One of those afternoons when the sun is still shining and sparkling raindrops suddenly appear. I smiled to myself about how we miss whats right next in pursuit of something exotic. I agree sounds awfully corny, but is also true.