A Saturday In San Francisco
"This is what makes working all week worth it," I commented.
"No, it doesn't." Then we got into an debate as to whether the absolute brilliance of the day, the Giants' victory over Colorado, the sun, the water--rolling and rippling below the Embarcadero--and the overall Saturdayness of this great Saturday in San Francisco was irrelevant with regards to whether work was worth it or not, or whether it merely ameliorated the impact of the workaday paradigm.
We didn't even discuss the question of whether the city is the cure for everything we let go from our past, all the former selves and imaginings that didn't pan out and which hung about like millstones around our necks until we could set them aside and look at them with curiosity.
I maintain that the answer is that this totally makes work worth it. I'll let you be the judge, based on the pictures below.
"No, it doesn't." Then we got into an debate as to whether the absolute brilliance of the day, the Giants' victory over Colorado, the sun, the water--rolling and rippling below the Embarcadero--and the overall Saturdayness of this great Saturday in San Francisco was irrelevant with regards to whether work was worth it or not, or whether it merely ameliorated the impact of the workaday paradigm.
We didn't even discuss the question of whether the city is the cure for everything we let go from our past, all the former selves and imaginings that didn't pan out and which hung about like millstones around our necks until we could set them aside and look at them with curiosity.
I maintain that the answer is that this totally makes work worth it. I'll let you be the judge, based on the pictures below.
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