Wow, has it been that long? Just when I thought I was getting the hang of this thing, I realize that my feeble attempt at blogging is a total disaster. I mean, just one entry and two of my friends dropped me from their rosters...and I am too proud to ask for readmittance. So with that in mind, I wonder how many friends I'll have tommorow????
Talking about being thankful, I am thankful to be where I am at the moment. Here in a very small corner of San Francisco, Ca. For the purists who may stumble across this and say "Hey, you never went to Galileo", or "Hey, we never saw you at the St Patricks Day parade"...I was not born here. I admit. I do claim this town as my hometown since as I Californian, that is my right. Check it out...it's on the books. After roaming some portion of the globe I made a concious decision to land here. And the rule is, if you can make it here for 365 days straight (no vacation time), you can call this City home. I did and I do.
San Francisco has always attracted me for many reasons, but the most attractive to me is it's indifference. I don't mean the people, many of them are fine. The actual City cares not for any of us. Even those who were born and raised here feel it. The lack of concern from The City itself. Many writers have extolled the virtues of The City and rightly so, but the dirty little secret is that it doesn't care if we stay or go. You never hear of anyone leaving and then coming back. Once you leave...you're gone. People say, "Hey, where'd Joe go?" and the answer is maybe a house in the burbs, a better paying job in Oregon or even, he works for the City Of San Jose now.... The point is, they never come back. Earthquakes, fire, insane housing market, dwindling economy...whatever...The City is like your high school sweethearts mother...she never liked you anyway..
I accept this and am hanging on by a thread, but what an exciting thead it is..even if I have to work two jobs and have little time to actually enjoy my little victory I still feel grand to be here...from the cold crisp days to the fog shrouded mystery of the neighborhoods..I am happy to be here and the small hapiness I get from being here outwieighs the open arms of any other city I have know. So here I am...here I stay. If I leave it will be because I was thrown out...and will still have too much god damn pride to ask for readmittance.
Okay, that was good for me...On a related note..I am also thankful for my few real friends...real and imagined...Have met a some really fine people here of late and enjoy concentrating upon a few strong freindships rather than having many hangers-on..I know..what hangers-on???? That's not the point. The point is it seems impossible at times to connect with people through even a friendly group such as SG. But when you accept the greater indifference of SG and allow the small victories to take their place up front rather than shunt them to the background, amazing things begin to happen. How I came to this epiphany is another story...and for those who stumble across these words by accident...well, maybe you agree or maybe you don't. But if I should vanish from this site or from San Francisco through some galactic indifference, at least some who read these words will know what I'm trying to say..and after all...it was for those people that I wrote this.
Greetings of the Season from San Francisco
Talking about being thankful, I am thankful to be where I am at the moment. Here in a very small corner of San Francisco, Ca. For the purists who may stumble across this and say "Hey, you never went to Galileo", or "Hey, we never saw you at the St Patricks Day parade"...I was not born here. I admit. I do claim this town as my hometown since as I Californian, that is my right. Check it out...it's on the books. After roaming some portion of the globe I made a concious decision to land here. And the rule is, if you can make it here for 365 days straight (no vacation time), you can call this City home. I did and I do.
San Francisco has always attracted me for many reasons, but the most attractive to me is it's indifference. I don't mean the people, many of them are fine. The actual City cares not for any of us. Even those who were born and raised here feel it. The lack of concern from The City itself. Many writers have extolled the virtues of The City and rightly so, but the dirty little secret is that it doesn't care if we stay or go. You never hear of anyone leaving and then coming back. Once you leave...you're gone. People say, "Hey, where'd Joe go?" and the answer is maybe a house in the burbs, a better paying job in Oregon or even, he works for the City Of San Jose now.... The point is, they never come back. Earthquakes, fire, insane housing market, dwindling economy...whatever...The City is like your high school sweethearts mother...she never liked you anyway..
I accept this and am hanging on by a thread, but what an exciting thead it is..even if I have to work two jobs and have little time to actually enjoy my little victory I still feel grand to be here...from the cold crisp days to the fog shrouded mystery of the neighborhoods..I am happy to be here and the small hapiness I get from being here outwieighs the open arms of any other city I have know. So here I am...here I stay. If I leave it will be because I was thrown out...and will still have too much god damn pride to ask for readmittance.
Okay, that was good for me...On a related note..I am also thankful for my few real friends...real and imagined...Have met a some really fine people here of late and enjoy concentrating upon a few strong freindships rather than having many hangers-on..I know..what hangers-on???? That's not the point. The point is it seems impossible at times to connect with people through even a friendly group such as SG. But when you accept the greater indifference of SG and allow the small victories to take their place up front rather than shunt them to the background, amazing things begin to happen. How I came to this epiphany is another story...and for those who stumble across these words by accident...well, maybe you agree or maybe you don't. But if I should vanish from this site or from San Francisco through some galactic indifference, at least some who read these words will know what I'm trying to say..and after all...it was for those people that I wrote this.
Greetings of the Season from San Francisco
mel13:
Remind me to visit you, so you can point out the magnificence of your city to me. I will gladly take you for a walk through the fragrant wild sage of Wyoming, should you ever find yourself here.
mrsfulks:
As always your words are beautiful now I really want to come and see you. 