Day Sixty-six

  1. The steamy, sweaty lower-level subway platform at 59th street.  The drama of it.  And it is “mine”.
  2. A white pigeon with black wings.
  3. A woman’s brilliant pink socks.
  4. The A/C on the downtown 5 , once it arrived.  And, again, the dirty humidity of the platform for setting up that delicious contrast.
  5. This handkerchief, which is just short of soaked with water bottle condensation and sweat from my neck and forehead.

Many thanks,

Me

Day Sixty-six