


This morning my sub from LA drove me to the airport and had my favorite kombucha ready for me in the passenger seat. Then I arrived in SF to discover that my pet had surprise upgraded me to a suite with a terrace because he’s the best boy. Finally, tonight I’m being taken to my all-time favorite restaurant in San Francisco before an all-night scene. Touring is sometimes stressful and tiring but today I feel deeply worshipped and cared for. As it should be.