Structures: The Walls Dropped Away

There are things to say. I experienced an absolutely new feeling today. During an ayurvedic massage. It has to do with inhabiting space, the self, the body, the mind. I have never. I can’t even. Not yet.

So instead here’s a photo I took of one of my favorite views in New York. Really, I love the crazy winding dark stairwell against the low building and the faded signage to the right of it, but, hey, the view of the wacked-out deco “New Yorker” building ain’t half bad either.