The view from the Tenderloin
The View from the Tenderloin:
The last day of a very trying month. I'm not sure if I'm getting my retirement social security tomorrow or Friday, some months it's the first, some it's the third. Which ever day it is, I will take two money orders to my new building manager and get the keys to my place. A new apartment, in a new neighborhood (soma), and the the first time in two years, I'll be living by myself. Senior housing, and I am looking forward to it very much.
My morning walk provides me time to think and gather impressions. Also sing. I love to sing along with the music I listen to on my blue-tooth head phones. The empty streets provide a venue for that, I don't want others to hear. I got a bit sloppy in that regard today, someone caught my eye. When I took the head phones off he asked, with a sparkle in his eye, “what did you do with the money?” What money I asked. “The money your parents gave you for singing lessons.” He said it with a grin, and it spiked my good mood. I love this town.
These empty streets are spoiling me, I'm wondering if others feel the same. I saw on the news this morning that Oakland is moving their homeless into all the empty hotel rooms. I contacted Mayor Breed here in SF and asked if she would consider doing the same, I like her, but I'm not going to hold my breath. I haven't seen my little buddy with the personality disorder for a while now, and my thoughts and prayers walk with him, wherever he is.
Keep those dear to your close
God save the Republic
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