Last night I got lost. Instead of showing up at an event, I found myself on the porch of one of the most interesting homes in San Francisco, having a passionate conversation with two complete strangers. They weren’t meant to be there either.

Earlier that evening, I’d set out to meet a friend and arrived at the address, only to find a quiet and seemingly empty, large Victorian home. Not long after, a random guy arrived and asked if I was there for dinner. (more…)