Snippets of the world as it appears through the camera I'm attached to.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
chrysler building in fog
The rain's hanging low. It's one of those days when it feels like a wet lid is put on the city. Pulled over our eyes. Darkness before time. We get wet and soaked and smelly before we all squeeze in to an already overloaded subway car. Getting a taxi is not going to happen. Taxis are elsewhere when it rains. Maybe they are where the sun is? I can't make up my mind whether it's really beautiful or just dreadful.