i didn't take this picture. i actually don't know who did. i just saw it on the internet once. but the crazy thing is this picture is the exact image i see when i look out the window of my house from the second floor. especially with the snow falling. that is an image i am very used to. it's april 5th and it's snowing today. i thought we had sprung. oh well?
the roof is my place (when it's not snowing of course) mom- if you're reading this, don't worry i will not fall off the roof. it's fine really. i know you worry but i am 23 and i am not going to play on the roof and fall off. i just like to sit there. sometimes with my roommates, sometimes alone. it's nice to be still up there and see the world happening from a quieter, higher place. and the air feels good on the roof. and the phone calls from the roof feel a little more inspired, a little more real. it's a place to go and be, and leave it there. sometimes conversations and thoughts show themselves on the roof. but what i love... they always stay there. they stay where they belong.
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