What is it like to live in San Francisco?

If there is one word that could characterize my life at the moment, it is the last word I could have predicted: stability.

I graduated last May, found my first job in the technical field and moved to San Francisco in early September, when the summer just started in the fall.

Having never lived in this city before, it took me about two months to feel comfortable. It seemed to me the right time to weigh myself into a happy dream – to get into a familiar rhythm, to feel like i had things under you.

Nowadays, I am used to constantly shifting my life by 180°, so I am sincerely surprised when things go according to plan.Don’t get me wrong. I’m still carefully waiting for something to break. But when tomorrow’s sky starts to fall, i have not taken anything for granted, at least today.

Self-realization can be a complex animal to be dismantled – but when it comes down to it, it can also be a binary animal.When asked if I like my life, the answer is a strong yes. And if you’re wondering, the honeymoon period in California looks like this:

(Twitter’s sunny rooftop terrace.

Great place to have lunch and drink smoothies.)

Every morning I come to the office and come to a literal playground.Twitter’s headquarters is full of natural lighting and airy furnishings. Cute puns flutter at every corner. I’m happy when I come to work – I feel appreciated how important my contributions are – and I’m surprised at how positively this has impacted on my life.

Of course, it helps enormously that all my basic needs are taken into account.I’m pretty compensated, I’m fed up, I’m warm. And although I live in one of America’s most expensive cities, I have a sublease for an apartment in a safe area, am well medically secured, and at the end of each day I have plenty of time to pursue my interests.

Having experienced what it’s like not to have all these benefits, they are essential to my quality of life.If I just hold up my health card, I feel like I’ve worked my way up into Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. I know that my European friends would laugh at me if they touted what they thought was necessary as a luxury. But I count my blessing every damn day.

As far as material possessions are concerned, I don’t have much that I couldn’t fit into an oversized suitcase.Apart from expensive electronic devices, the souvenirs I have glued to the other end of my wall are my most valuable possessions. Every few days, I add new additions to this growing paper collage – photos, ticket boxes, cards, postcards, stickers and handwritten letters – that accumulate in step with new events in my life.

My friends are now scattered all over the world, but I like the people around me.San Francisco is a city where energy brokers wear 100% cotton hoodies, make laser-sharp competency judgments everywhere, drink organic fair-trade coffee worth ‘7 dollars on their way to work, and talk about technology over and over again. To put it lightly, it is an interesting – albeit highly specialized – quantity.

Perhaps I like the fact that the games that are played here are explicit and the rules are clearly defined.Everyone buys into the premise from the beginning; This can lead to chaos. This feeling explains to a large extent why the people of San Francisco are so obsessed with board games. After all, it is a generally accepted truth that recurring Avalon, coup and secret Hitler nights are an important part of the technorati social scene. (Perhaps a risk-free place to forge political power games? The world may never know!)

The networks here are particularly closely connected, as apparently everyone knows each other [top university / tech employer / highly specific common interest group / elite community fit in here.Because these affiliations require rigorous selection processes that can ultimately be optimized according to similar criteria, you get a city full of young, intelligent and like-minded transplants, all of which, by the way, are in one place for the same reason. – their careers.

Since the external differences are not significantly different from those of the other cohorts, you get a perfect recipe for what a philosopher might call “gargardic terror”.San Francisco homogenizes faster than it can diversify because the people who are themselves. Chosen to be here, they live in the same high-rises, work in the same places, shop in the same shops, eat in the same restaurants, read the same books, play with the same apps and even work out in the same gyms Time. Not surprisingly, this creates a perfect bubble – a perfect mirrortocracy.

And six months later, the Silicon Valley bubble reminds me of another bubble.But this is a story for another time 🙂

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