The pilgrimage

Last night was beautiful.
The sky was clear the wind had died down. There is free parking across Loring which sometimes I take advantage of when I can and when it is available. Nights like these and I have to walk five blocks to my car I don't really find myself complaining. The only audible sound were the whispering winds and the loneliness that made me feel like I had the whole park to myself. It was mine. I could swim in the deepest parts of the Caribbean that was the color of the sky and I could hide in my favorite story book novel of the intimidating trees.

I've been alone for quite some time. It's been a while since my last real relationship where I could actually call a person a "boyfriend". Sure, I've dated but obviously it never worked out for various reasons. There was one building in particular that spurred this realization and the longing. The City Apartments. New condo look a likes with a modern structure and color ful lights on the inside. They reminded me of something out of sex and the city.
"OOoohhhh" I stopped and said out loud to myself and as I was about to rave about what was in front of my eyes I found that I had no one to really talk about it to and for a while it made me feel bad.
So I know that on a real level, I have to take my experience and just enjoy it. And I did. I thought of stories and pictures. My feet made beats and I slightly tapped my foot to each note. I lingered in its romanticism. Honestly I don't know what tomorrow is going to bring and this sight is not going to change. Its going to be absolutely beautiful no matter what context I'm in.