I always loved the roof of my house. It was easy to get on to, because my dad's toolshed had a lower roof and was next to the brick wall separating our yard from the neighbor's; so I'd climb up on the wall, on top of the shed, and onto the roof of the house.
I wouldn't go up very often, but when I did, it felt liberating. Most of the houses in my neighborhood were single-story, so perched atop the roof, I spied a vast sea of houses spreading from horizon to horizon – the suburbs of Los Angeles County. And from my vantage point, I felt free, and sort of disconnected from the world, but at the same time strongly linked to everything and everyone around me. It's a feeling I miss, and one that I haven't experienced for a long time, but this picture reminded me of it.
I don't know why, but I felt I had to share that. Anyway, back to regularly-scheduled programming: me not posting. Hahaha
Hope everyone's doing great though. The new year rears its lovely head in just over a day! =)
That was a nice post! I've been in some pretty high places, and felt a lot the same way.
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Jay
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