these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.

thank you for meeting me here in such tall grass.

my artist website is here.

Sep 24, 2013

this morning...


...counting my many blessings.   



james said...

back in the fast-lane days of yore, i used to think i would never succeed financially to the point where i would ever feel secure. actually, i had so many concerns then, taxes, mortgages, health insurance,credit cards and more credit cards, etc etc.

now though, living on only ss and a modest pension, and with the miracle of medicare to back me up, life has never been better.

our lives are very different, yours and mine, but i just wanted to say that my days belong entirely to me, and i rejoice in every moment, good times and bad, spanish or french, scribbling or framing digital portraits, with few enemies save dead ones, and the boundaries of love growing more expansive by the day.

what i mean is, i rejoice in your charmed life, and celebrate it with you.

angela simione said...

james, thank you for your comment. this is absolutely beautiful!!! :) i will rejoice with you in our respective, expansive freedoms. i think that the last year or so of my life is special in that it is the first time i have felt that my life is my own. it is freeing and good. i am lucky that i have a job i enjoy and which affords me so many opportunities to give time to self-exploration as well as world exploration. the perks of a maintaining a humble abode! i definitely don't suffer the wages of mortgages and credit cards, that's for sure. and i'd have it no other way. i am the freest i've ever been and, though it is sometimes lonely, i am never as lonely as i was when i was caged by a life i was not meant for... back when i lived a life that was most certainly not my own.

you have a beautiful blog, sir. :) thank you for saying Hello.