On a quiet San Francisco morning, two people stroll beside the lagoon, the majestic dome of the Palace of Fine Arts rising like a dream across the water. There’s a softness in the air—muted sky, gentle ripples, and lush greens that hug the edge of the path. The neoclassical architecture feels both grand and welcoming, its pink columns mirrored delicately in the still water. As a Highly Sensitive Person, it’s impossible not to feel moved by the harmony of it all—the intimacy of the scene, the balance of nature and design, and the calm that wraps around you like a gentle breeze.