Shiny

That red tiny dot, is the friggin Sun, a brightly glowing ball of fire you cant normally even look NEAR much less take pictures of Windows

by Donovan Holtz

Across the headlands The forest masses Under gray skies And mist Into a solid wall Of muted gray Through which cars Glide skirting noiselessly The rocky edge. Through a window I watch, windows are For watching - Square pieces of life Ever changing.

Things as they tend to do are changing and staying the same in my world. The sky Where I live is normally this brilliant blue. I dont have any pictures of it on my phone to upload... or do I?

No, but we will pretend this San Diego sunset from two weeks ago is Albuquerque... Pretend hard

any who, the past few days, well since last Thursday really, its been this ugly ashy brown color because of wildfires surrounding  my city trying to choke the life out of people. So the skyline has been changed, but the city is still the same.

I have a new office, equipped with not one, but TWO windows (no more wall staring contests for me)  but nothing else about my job has changed.... its like everything is shiny and new, but still all the same, and I'm not sure if I find that comforting, or boring.