Stranger Neighbor

The city opened up its mouth this weekend and I feel in.

Today I sorted out the aftermath. It looked like this

I really needed:

i'm drying out.

but at least this is coming soon at a beach house near you

This makes a lot of sense right now:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;	5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,	10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.	15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.	20

-Robert Frost

This doesn't:

(Karen Elson, fashion model and wife of Jack White's singing debut. The organ and the dress were good choices, however)

(you can see a more articulate review of this along with a couple other tasty new albums that i wrote a couple weeks ago HERE)

at least there's this for a rainy big city little little girl kinda day

sorry this evening isn't the most coherent of sorts,

but i figured i should give y'all something to look at.

xx

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