This picture is already irrelevant.
The tree is gone. Our Lady of VIctories now graces an irregular pyramid of snow. Fairy lights adorn the trees in Monument Square.
Up here in the Market House I'm drinking a SanPellegrino Pear Nectar and munching cashews.
We are in Winter for fair now. Several aggressive snowstorms, several cold nights of blistering ocean winds have all begun to toughen up the city.
There have been nights of late where I've walked downtown - for many reasons, most having to do with being outside to feel the bite of Nature after having been warm and comfortable in the Orchard all day.
There is a chance I will move to new diggings, just around the corner on Doctor's Row. Originally a Best Western Downtown Inn, then vacant, then a dorm for USM - now developed into surprisingly nice apartments.
If it goes well I may actually be saving money by moving to a brand new apartment. My criteria have always been based on feelings of what kind of work, what kind of music or ideas I could create.
The inspiration of space.
I don't think I'll ever own a house. Maybe a condo but who knows? My life has moved in such odd directions - or maybe irresponsible directions - that it's impossible to define.
So I'll continue. I think this year maybe something very different in my life. It's what's been coming for a while. Just what, I'm not sure - but definitely something. new.
