Trading Traffic for Sky
My views have changed dramatically; from a smoggy city skyline laced with congested traffic, to dead ends leading into Lake Michigan and Green Bay. From horns honking to get ahead, because they don’t like your stickers, or just for the Hell of it, to the only horn heard being the bullhorn from the ship channel. A 9:00 PM reminder that evening is undeniable. A new pace for a new place. I would…
