this morning i was freezing cold and as i walked out of newly furnished apartment 21 i looked around and thought about quitting my job. cause being out at 7:45 in the morning on a sunday after it has been raining is like being out in the middle of the night except the colors are different and the greens are much brighter. i wanted to quit life and take pictures all day, and the closer i got to work the more i wanted to capture. the pink and blue and the big fluffy clouds that were less like cotton candy and more like a firmer version of those squishy pillows everyone loves and i do not understand.

but it was worth it, all worth it...

for the one legged old man riding the segue. bearing down the sidewalk with one leg of his shorts flapping against its own seams.