(that's not from tonight, it's from last week. I tried to post it then and Blogger repeatedly lost its shit so I gave up.)
a glorious feeling -- walking down the street in the rain, soaking wet, in light shorts and a T-shirt, laughing at all the people huddled under umbrellas with their coats and hats, trying to get out of the way of nature.
there's something about a river - even if I'm in the middle of a city, which I am, I always have enough space if I can get near a river. "when you start separating the people from their rivers what have you got? bureaucracy!" - Jack Kerouac
and the flat and gray-blue Charles
leaves no doubt to where we are
city lights to the east and west
underneath this sky I'll rest
there's something about a river - even if I'm in the middle of a city, which I am, I always have enough space if I can get near a river. "when you start separating the people from their rivers what have you got? bureaucracy!" - Jack Kerouac
and the flat and gray-blue Charles
leaves no doubt to where we are
city lights to the east and west
underneath this sky I'll rest
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