It was raining. All day. Dark clouds hovered
San Francisco, Parking was abundant in the Mission. Walked over to the
restaurant on 17th for lunch. Sipping warm coffee, ordering food and
talking about people and new year resolutions. It's the typical story of
the sort. The inevitability of pondering - why is it hard to find good
people to settle down with? It's economics, really, the good ones were
taken, the good ones were in short supply, competition was fierce.
Holidays were the worst. The expectation of being together, the
expectation of not being together, people got bended out of shape.
Never been a fan of holidays. Though am a big fan of new year
resolutions. Like letting the past go, being calmer, less anxious, less
in need of validation.
Later on in a bar, told a friend about
my past and friend told me of his net worth. Perhaps that's how women
and men differed. We each had something that we were so afraid of other
people to find out about ourselves, and our demons were demons,
regardless what colors and shape they came in.
Soon two would leave for back east and one would leave for central valley.
A year had nearly gone by. The rain had finally stopped.
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