Old friends brought back old memories. My friend Dennis who lives in London is here for a visit. He reminds me that twenty years ago I was afraid of walking in the Mission and Castro. The charged energy in those areas was something that scared me. I worried about his safety; drove him to Castro but would not let him out of the car until he pleaded with me. Of course I don’t remember any of this. Since moving to San Francisco, Mission and Castro are two neighborhoods that I love, especially because of the energy. Aliveness is what they have: the colors, the wackiness, the tension, the surprises, the sensuality, the mix of people from all walks of life.
Vitality can be intimidating. Was I not alive then?
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