The co-op house near me is getting kicked out after 10+ years of being a group house of students. They’re singing and laughing tonight in the backyard, having a bonfire. The house is empty, not for long. Who knows what will come.
But even as excited as I am for the future and as much as I want San Francisco to be a place of Change and vibrant growth, it’s hard not to feel sad. Wistful.
Grief, i suppose, for the versions of the city that have gone before. But we all must let go of who we are, to become who we want to be