It took me 5 years to cross this bridge. Five years of back and forth, and not finding my way. Let others use it to good, it served me no purpose.
Showing posts with label despair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label despair. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Monday, August 15, 2011
Too Early to Tell
A dead goose tells no tales. This one stood frozen, challenging the wind to knock him over. It was for naught.
Taken: 05/15/2010 in Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY. The geese filled the lake and some were putting on a display worthy of a contortionist's jester. Soon after, the city came for them, citing regulation (something to do with parades).
Taken: 05/15/2010 in Prospect Park, Brooklyn, NY. The geese filled the lake and some were putting on a display worthy of a contortionist's jester. Soon after, the city came for them, citing regulation (something to do with parades).
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Under The Bus
Soul-less and kicked, unceremoniously, to the kerb, this fellow decided his decaffeinated charge would parallel his existence.
Taken: 01/14/2011 in Ditmas Park, Brooklyn, NY. The rather weak person with lowered eyes decided that the best place for his can of RedBull was the snow underfoot. Clearly it didn't give him enough energy to throw it into the trash receptacle 35 feet away.
Taken: 01/14/2011 in Ditmas Park, Brooklyn, NY. The rather weak person with lowered eyes decided that the best place for his can of RedBull was the snow underfoot. Clearly it didn't give him enough energy to throw it into the trash receptacle 35 feet away.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
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