We headed to the sunset cliffs again but failed to see a sunset yet again. We had Heather and Ryan drop us off in the Gas lamp district so we could sample San Diego's micro brew selection. We started at a place called the hopping pig, and then moved to the neighborhood. Both beer bar/restaurants.

After about 15 different high test beers culminating with Jason by my side after the last 20 days of contemplation about life, the wheels came off the cart. The realization of the bookmark this trip is going to have on my life hit me like a ton of bricks. I started crying at the bar, and cried for an hour over the fear of my future and the giants steps in life that are approaching. I was a hot f***ing mess.

Totally unlike me in every way, but necessary for foward motion and piece of mind. This trip is a turning point in my life. I gave Jason the feeling I was having second thoughts, which is totally not true. This instance also gave us a good jumping point for conversation about our future on the return trip.