I try not to think much about what things could or couldn't have been like, if so and so had made it to here, why me, how the fuck did that happen, I 've had some valuable training in how to skip all that bullshit.
I think retrospection may be valid, but since it's done and gone, I try not to spend too much time in there.
In fact, I don't.
Yesterday I walked with maybe three thousand other people through my old neighborhood in SF to make a statement.
To show solidarity.
Stop all the oppression, give us a fucking break you lying sacks of shit.
After all that I went for a walk around the windmill in GG Park (smoking a cigarette with a friend).
Then we went down to Ocean Beach for a look.
Where the fuck is everyone?
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