Saturday, February 19, 2005
Return to Neverland
The exuberently bright and sunny sunlit skies fade abruptly as the plane punches through the pristine white blanket of clouds into a dim twilight of shadows and orange light.
He staggers a little as the cool wind buffets him, pulling at his overcoat with heavy tendrils of eddying air. The damp, slightly fetid dewdrop-laden air carresses his face and hands slightly desperately, almost with a lover's familiarity.
Overcrowded trains and irate passengers. Mindless chatter overheard on board, about hypnotherapy and how relaxed you feel afterwards, almost as if you should be hold a ciggy heh heh heh... but it doesn't do a thing to fix your nasty habits.
Jaywalking with reckless abandon, that perfectly-timed dance/dash/stroll across busy streets that everyone does without pause.
Houses built upon houses built upon shops, upon houses.
So much to see, so many scents, some good, many bad.
Part of him is amazed how much he's missed this crazy, fucked-up place.
It's good to be back.
He staggers a little as the cool wind buffets him, pulling at his overcoat with heavy tendrils of eddying air. The damp, slightly fetid dewdrop-laden air carresses his face and hands slightly desperately, almost with a lover's familiarity.
Overcrowded trains and irate passengers. Mindless chatter overheard on board, about hypnotherapy and how relaxed you feel afterwards, almost as if you should be hold a ciggy heh heh heh... but it doesn't do a thing to fix your nasty habits.
Jaywalking with reckless abandon, that perfectly-timed dance/dash/stroll across busy streets that everyone does without pause.
Houses built upon houses built upon shops, upon houses.
So much to see, so many scents, some good, many bad.
Part of him is amazed how much he's missed this crazy, fucked-up place.
It's good to be back.
