As an obsessive, serial relocater, my heart is often pulled toward the next possibility. Will we live overseas? Global south? Middle East? Adventure awaits somewhere. But over the course of many relocations, I’ve also learned you must determine to love where you live. For the moment, that place is near East Village in downtown San Diego. And I love it.
Urban society
a fluid stream of weathered humanity
cityscape, development, history
East Village.
Look up, morning light
a few steps to the right
open seating Saturday morning
memes adorning
new structures emerging
Central Library, eighth floor
San Diego, at Mexico’s door
Justice weeping.
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