html xmlns:og='' xmlns:expr=''> Lounging at the Waldorf: In Between Day


Monday, January 28, 2013

In Between Day

The day is indecisive, the sky does not know if it wants to snow or rain. And me? I'm having a hard time deciding if I'm asleep or awake, here or somewhere else.

If I were in fact asleep, I would prefer to have a flying dream where all my troubles are lifted from my back and placed squarely on the shoulders Atlas where they belong. I can zoom across the sky, carefree, light, going only towards welcoming horizons.

If I were awake, I should like to be creating some brilliant piece of art. A pretty song. A gorgeous painting. A whole novel written in a week like you hear the geniuses describe on NPR.

As I'm neither sleeping nor completely together, I'm moving through the day, but uncomfortably so.

All images by Taylor Marie McCormack

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