The sky is as blue as some of those 200 year old chinas. Oh rain, please rain.
If the bible says that hell is burning hot. I believe this island has the potential to be an entrance. Especially when a foreign man in suit suddenly yelled "Jesus Christ. God damn it." when he realized that he was on the wrong bus and had to get off and started walking under the aggressive sunshine. Instead of laughing, I started pitying him.
Welcome to the Sin City, babe.
February is coming. Which means Chinese New Year, Valentines', Birthdays are rolling over. I can easily foresee a sore month with excessive emotional flow and crankiness. Not only for myself, for everybody. Let's see, It shall be time&energy wasting, yet non-avoidable.
Men with masks were cutting grasses everywhere. Which explained well my sneezing, tearing, rash all over the body. I do hope this is the only reason that caused the above allergic symptoms.
I am kinda tired.
4 comments:
I love this photograph;reminds me of joy and the Chinese New Year;we lived in Chinatown on Mulberry from 1997-2003;my husband painted everyday on Mott Street/we got to know the beat of the street/now we're in the Bronx where the color is as sharp and the music is as powerful/ our hearts after forty yrs of independent art look to the world which we have influenced/and we are proud/bursting with love.
Very beautiful pic.
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