Discomfort That I Would Mistake For Lust

Spent a day in Berry over the weekend, which is always a nice break from the pace of the city. The Girl and I always end up discussing what our lives would look like if we lived there. It’s a speed of life that, given my Appalachian upbringing, I could fall into rather easily (like a sofa molded to my body by years of use) but the city has seduced me. I would forever hear her siren song in the distance, creating in me a discomfort that I would mistake for lust. No, I dare not leave her; dare not generate a longing that only an admission of requital would subdue.

Perfect And Bright

Straight out of the camera, which speaks to how perfect and bright this late-December Western Australia Day was.

No Such Problems

It’s been hard to keep my head up this week. These kids were having no such problems in the Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum back in July.

Looking Forward To The Evening Show

High on the buzz from a matinee of Sleep No More and looking forward to the evening show, The Girl and I spied this sunset in Chelsea back in July.