Showing posts with label fog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fog. Show all posts

Fog Curl and Cliff Erosion

Sunday, August 23, 2009

San Francisco, ultimately, is weather and terrain. It's fog curl and cliff erosion, the stooped back of ascent and that moment (exhilarating, triumphant) when the hills turn in your favor and you are tall in a tall place; you have achieved your point of view. You have to think before you go here. You have to decide how strong you feel, how badly you want, how much you are willing...then you set off, you acquiesce to the whip and the rise and the fall.

It is cold for August. The fog has a mind of its own.

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Losing my Heart

Friday, August 21, 2009

Don't leave your heart in San Francisco, my friend e-mailed me, just as I was about to board the plane. I hear it happens.

But the thing is, I am forever leaving pieces of myself behind. Losing myself in the fog.

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