I'll Always Love you New York

The test run for the lights on 9/11.  Even on a cloudy night it's still a powerful vision. 

Behind work I found dozens of lantern flies falling from the giant cranes and making little tapping sounds on the hot pavement and remembered how they were the devil just one year ago and now they're like Trump.  You see some value over all the creepiness.

There is always a threat of a violent storm when I'm alone, which is both exciting and fodder for self pity 

Eggs Ranchero or Mexican Shakshuka, if you will

and oh, I will

so good!