february has been foggy a lot and during those misty, foggy, daze (days), my morning commute has been absolutely divine….. i love driving through these mists listening to the classical music and if bach or vivaldi is on, it’s better than an orgasm and not even a great orgasm comes close (and i should know about all those orgasms) to what i feel at that time !
some things fall apart, some change into something else and some just fade away…
february is coming to a close and for a leap year, it ain’t all that bad !
(all those buildings are center city philly where i can’t even see the skyline because of the mists and a few near my lovely neighborhood)
soft delusions 