Mon
Aug
20
existence
A friend told me that you don’t “exist” until you have an online identity.
Well, I don’t really believe that as I meet plenty of peeps that are off the radar so to speak. I see them at the BART station, pushing a cart of jangling cans and clinking bottles, watching the whales off the coast, squatting at the top of city hills and abandoned warehouses, and travelling the highways and biways of this fine country.
We exist all right.
