CITYSCAPE



I've lived in a medium small town. I've lived on a college campus. I've lived in a big city. I've lived in two story houses, one story houses, dorm room, condos, apartments, trailers.

I've spent additional nights in tents, on a dock, in hospitals, at a school, at friends' houses, at hotels, motels, and cruise ships. I even spent one night at a gas station and another in my car.

So where am I going? Patience, patience.

I won't even begin to tell you where I've fallen asleep. You'd be hard pressed to name a place or an activity where I haven't snagged a little shut eye.

As events unfold in our lives, we have a tendency to reflect, analyze, reminisce about how we got where we are. What bits and orts of our lives have contributed to the tapestry that is the total sum of who we are.

I have a feeling that there's very little uneventful; stuff. It all becomes ingredients and without a little oregano here and there, then the final product like Bradbury's "A Sound of Thunder" would be altered.

A cityscape has myriad elements. Some stand out. Some blend in. Some are recessed. I think TQ City is bleeding Madras.