“San Francisco had been a place where some people came out of idealism or stayed to realize an ideal: to work for social justice or teach the disabled, to write poetry or practise alternative medicine – to be part of something larger than themselves that was not a corporation, to live for something more than money. “ — Rebecca Solnit
Last evening at an SF event:
ME: Where are all the weirdos?
COMPANION: Yeah, where are the weirdos?
COMPANION: We’re the weirdos.
Hanging by fingertips.