Coming out of the office today into bright blasts of sunlight. Warmth. Transfigurations all about me. I am sitting now in a quiet house– the front door is standing open and I am being dazzled with a thousand comforting sounds. Birds singing. The awful city, the dismal grey nervous city today looked exciting– people enchanted me.
April 17th, 1975
April 17th, 1975
April 17th, 1975
Coming out of the office today into bright blasts of sunlight. Warmth. Transfigurations all about me. I am sitting now in a quiet house– the front door is standing open and I am being dazzled with a thousand comforting sounds. Birds singing. The awful city, the dismal grey nervous city today looked exciting– people enchanted me.