![]() Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go treat my vitamin D deficiency. After all, what’s more Bay Area than a polyamorous suspension of ice crystals with an avoidant-attachment style? Fog is a cloud that’s touched ground and Karl is a fog that’s touched my heart. And if you’re also in a relationship with Karl, that’s wonderful. I’m ready to throw on a woolen cloak and hike Twin Peaks, living my Wuthering Heights fantasy. Nothing happened and the dry spell continued, Karl and I separated by the cruel vagaries of climate change.īut now he’s back! The increased moisture in the area has led to increased chances of Karl. I learned that fog enjoys warm air over cold moisture, so I threw some ice cubes into the ocean and remembered I have no sense of scale. It’s no coincidence that the markers of drought intensity - abnormally dry to exceptional drought - are an apt metaphor for lack of arousal. It is a cultural and financial centre of the western United States and one of the country’s most cosmopolitan cities. California has been in a megadrought and Karl is particular about his surroundings. San Francisco, city and port, coextensive with San Francisco county, northern California, U.S., located on a peninsula between the Pacific Ocean and San Francisco Bay. The last three years have been tough, though, I won’t lie. He really reminds me to stay present and plan ahead. Sometimes, when I’m really down because of a warm sunny day, Karl sweeps into Dolores Park at 4 p.m., punishing any partiers who forgot to pack a light layer. He’s the quintessential San Francisco dude: gentle, sensitive, and completely unreliable. ![]() Karl has always been there for me, when he feels like showing up, playing to my Brontë-esque appreciation for gloom. ![]() Pride is somehow always sunny, but that night, as I commandeered a wine bar bathroom line while wearing a ratty Amy Winehouse wig, I looked out the window and saw Karl drifting in on the street. I was a closeted 21 year old, visiting for Pride, and enamored with the sparkle of a city that felt free and a little dangerous. We met on my first pilgrimage to San Francisco. Specifically, I’d like to announce that I’ve been dating Karl for a few years now. After all this hardship, I’d like to remind you of our kinder, perennial weather: Karl the Fog. We’ve experienced a flying couch, downed trees, and more blackouts than an annual pass to Disneyland. The Bay Area has received a pounding from multiple atmospheric rivers and a bomb cyclone this past month. Karl the Fog giving the Golden Gate a kiss.
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