they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

california dreaming.

when you walk the streets of san fransisco, you notice two things right away. there are few overweight people, and the population of caucasians seems to be greatly outweighed by more ethnic and culturally diverse groups.

then you noticed some other things. there are ten restaurants on every corner. they're all good. many serve sustainable, organically grown food. in smaller portions. incredibly well prepared.

then, there's the bay. and the ocean. and mountains in the distance. and hills. remarkable hills. and hiking. and warfs. and culture. and haight. and zero humidity. and the bart. and the muni. and sun. and fog. and life and everything in walking distance. vibrant. people. hurried people. the city is alive. and it makes you feel alive, too. more so than you would in sleepy kansas city. and so you breathe it in. the fullness of streets so packed with movement and laughter and determination and frustration and hard work and art. and ah.

it was all gone too soon.


  • At 2:04 PM, Blogger Faith said…

    And then you talk to one of the people (or two, or three of them, even!) and you hear what their rent or mortgage payment is...

    And suddenly sleepy Kansas City doesn't seem so bad anymore...

    (I paid $1250 per month for a 1 bedroom place in Walnut Creek - about 20 mins inland from SF - back in 1999. I lived on pretzels and goat cheese and white rice.)


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