I don't remember the quote exactly, but I remember the message almost everyday.
A few months back a good friend's Dad spoke some words that have rung true nearly each day since.
Not word for word, but the general gist:
"Life's not about all this shit here [material possessions], because that's all it is -- shit. Life's about all of the relationships and interactions we have with the people we love and the people around us."
It's my second week in the sprawling city of San Francisco and in one week I've already made friends on the bus, friends at school, friends with the neighbors across the hall, friends with my roommates, friends with distant cousins and friends with housemates from Philadelphia. I'm realizing that the above words are so true when you're here. In SF, it's about the relationships.
That's not to say I haven't run across the bullshit here. Our downstairs crazy-bitch neighbor has called the cops on us once, and only 15 minutes ago pounded on our door (for the second time in three weeks) and yelled about being able to hear us "all night" while shouting other crazy vulgarities. Then there's the occasional rude bus driver. I haven't quite figured out how to deal with these folks yet, I guess that's the part left to figure out from the above words.
Do you consider that shit and move on? Or do you play along and deal with it?
I'm learning.
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