Constant state

Enjoyable might not be the correct word, perhaps fulfilling. Anyway, understanding and classifying the sentiment of it is an afterthought. Of it, that is, the action of walking and taking photos. As much as I’ve walked San Diego, as much as I’ve walked the same streets, as much as I’ve seen some of the same people, things are always in a constant state of change. Someone once told me that a street must be walked 4 times, once each direction, once each side (that math might not make sense) in order to see it for what it is. And then, adjust for light. And then, adjust for time of day. And then adjust for foot traffic. And then, and then, and then….

Years go by. Business go, and they come. Not even I am constant. The city adds and subtracts to me every time I walk it. Sound trite, but, you know it’s fact. But it’s likable. In fact it’s fulfilling. A familiar new. This place is going away. 5 am, sunday morning, pre-covid, leaning on this door, looking across the street at the wine bar (also now closed). There was some sort of life discussion happening with someone. A noise breaks the calm on this side of the street, however, with back against the wall, I’m a bit secure. Except the door launches open. I spin around face to face with 10 or so who are as surprised to see me as me them. Once defenses stepped aside, it was a laugh. That will never happen again.