04.26.12

stuck in the waltz.

stepped out for a minute from the pine box rock shop,
a vegan bar in brooklyn that was once a casket factory.
there was a vegan meet-up that night.
lots of crunchy folks and interesting new food.

and then i see this, purely from a whim to get some air.

things like this always surprise me. i like to think i'm meant to find them.
little crumbs perhaps leading me to my destiny.
or the universe letting me know it's listening.

or maybe it's all just reflective of everything going on in my head.