This song, will forever and always be my jam.

It feels like a dream, when i'm walking up the Bowery and see the skyline of New York. It is reachable. Right there, i can feel it, peering back and sneering, like a riled up steer.

I always dreamed it like this. A flock of the people, i always dreamed of. We scurry around the gridded streets, talking about everything and nothing. Comfortable and close, but a lingering amount left to discover. Funny silences, and situations, like an over cast sky, as the beginning of spring runs its fingers through our hair.

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I've been having a saga, a sage between my eyes and this picture. the wall around it as well. This picture I've become closely attached to, since my experience over seas. Rothko sitting in one of those oversized adoraondac chairs, staring at one of his red series paintings. Casually smoking, legs crossed. I tried to find the real thing to put into the virtual world, but i my quareys turned up nothing.

so this is my wall.

Im trying to find the full text of this Fitzgerald Essay, but it is proving to be harder then i expected.