The hum of the city

The way the wanderers gather here



Full circle

All with a similar dissatisfaction for what was

Status quo

Sense of revolution, the macro and the micro

Like moths drawn to the street light, we buzz together and share stories

The energy of change is electric

When they all said I’d changed, I said

“Thats to be expected.”

The experimentation, the colors, smells

The energy, the flow

The need to let go

New habits

The evolution, shape shifting, upward an onward

The city of bridges, art, freedom to express

City of fog and clouds, moss and green

Quirky, eccentric love

This city is my nest for now, my sanctuary

Until the next journey, I continue to writ this chapter……