Little Red Lighthouse

You guys, I hate to whine, but life is a mess for me right now.  Everything is up in the air, nothing is for certain, and it’s all new and scary.  I’ve been working so much there’s scarcely been a moment to myself.  Whine, whine, whine.
So yesterday, instead of waiting on the clothes in the dryer at the laundromat, I popped in 8 quarters and Eels and I took a walk down to the Little Red Lighthouse. Just under the George Washington Bridge, which is across the street from my apartment.
It was windy, sunny, and just warm enough not to need a jacket.  Watching the water flow calmly by was a nice reminder of how life continues to flow by, even while we’re preoccupied by things like money and jobs and backstabbing and guilt.

No more words.
Just pictures.

(As it should be)


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