Wind on 84th Street

“Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.”

Zora Neale Hurston – Their Eyes Were Watching God

Traveling is disruptive to the spirit, no matter how happy you are to see people you haven’t seen for a long while. Feeling disconnected, and detached, the noises of the city at night are disconcerting. Deep breaths with eyes closed, visualizing home…..good night.