Thursday, October 20, 2011


Pulled onto 95 outside of Boston today and I was the only one on the road. It was one of those rare moments when you're by yourself in a place usually swollen with people and somehow you feel safe. It was a ghost town, and I noticed the trees and pavement and dirt and sky and leaves falling all around and for one moment, it was mine.

Pulled onto 95 outside of Boston today and hit a traffic jam. Red lights for miles, they reminded me of the Lite-Brite my sister and I used to play with. We'd fight over who got to punch the little bulbs through the patterned paper and who got the best designs. But then we'd ignore the patterns anyway and make our own images, hectic and clashing and perfect.

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