Suction

Two days I ago, I started saying - I'm moving to Seattle rather then it's the top choice. I didn't actually think I would move anywhere else, but forward was blocked. I felt like I was attached to a 20 foot high octopus and when I wandered to far, the suction would grip tight and yank me back. Not all the way to DC, just to the vacant space, which actually looks a bit like DC today (massive fog). I had to sit there, staring at the wiggling fog shapes. It actually helped.

I still have ringed bruises, but my cephalopod friend let go (for now). To celebrate, I walked down cyber Broadway yesterday and found this photography school. Classes, workshops, gallery space and equipment and studio rental. Yip!