The last few days in Philadelphia have started and ended covered in mist. No, not fog, but mist – alive, creeping ever downward until its fingers brush against the asphalt and then sliding out in every direction.
If i liked Hamlet better i might recite something.
Instead i have marveled in my city, so much of it shrouded from view, a place where everything is usually so familiar made novel and mysterious. Each morning the windows behind my cube reveal nothing but white, the buildings just across the street rendered invisible by the opacity of the air that surrounds them. As I leave, the yellow clock of city hall welcomes me to the night, floating in the air like a low, full moon.
Every time I think that I have been here in one place for too long the city finds some way to excite me.
Hey there!!:)
Just wanted to drop by and tell you it was absolutely fabulous to hang out with you and Elise the other evening! It was even more fabulous to finally get to see you perform in person…you’ve got an amazing stage presence that fits your voice so perfectly. :) I was reminded why I’ve been such a big fan for so long.
Give me a buzz before I go back to ATL…that is, unless my shameless distribution of hugs and glitter has resulted in an Alayna-ban. *laughs*