14 July 2006
There are so many ways to look at the city. Sometimes it's the fifteen minutes before you land, where you figure your house looks a lot like a Lego block. And then, the nights you travel speeding across the highway where the city is so quiet quiet quiet laying fast asleep. Previously, it might be the yellow green you see on the designated military training areas that have spaces so wide so wide you feel you could jump up and be absorbed and cuddled into; the skies lit up by stars or satellites, satellites or stars. More recently, the scorching sun that makes all the whites around you bleed; the cloudless colourless sky.
Now, it's falling asleep and imagining a city where you could really fly. And two pillows on your bed.
D woke up at 7/14/2006 04:16:00 PM [comment]
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