I once had a friend, a very special man with a great sense of humor and an insight that I have missed ever since he passed away at a way too early age. Even though it has been a long time since he passed, I still feel like he is around, and one of the things he felt strongly about was not focusing solely on the holes in the cheese. I woke up in one of those holes today, and in the spirit of my old friend I decided to climb out and go look for some good news. So today I am taking you along with me for a ride, chronologically. See if maybe it will make you happy too.
At the cross section by the bridge they are working to make wider bicycle lanes, and where there is construction, with a little luck, there is Bert. I have been a fan of the giant nipples since the beginning, and I have enjoyed the many shapes they have appeared in, but this one was different..
Ah, now who feels like a dirty old man, seeing nipples where there are none?
On the bridge, I spotted this one, and I have long since learned to catch whatever it is you see when you can, don't assume you will get back to it/that it will still be around/that the light is still there. So I managed to piss of a couple of bicyclists by hitting the brakes to catch this one. Totally worth it.
And besides it got me in a cooler wave of bicyclists than the one I skipped, positioned behind this girl. Long straps! Anything and everything should come with long straps. Go, girl. Things were looking up.
And things were looking back.
Look at that fat lip, how can you help feeling better?
A man hanging out on the bench next to these telephone booths was clearly disturbed by my photo session, and winded up leaving his spot. Even if this is a big city, we claim our space. This was mine.
On my way home I was tailing Yin & Yang, complementing each other in a way that made me oddly happy. They were fast and the light was fading but I caught them before they slipped away:
I returned home a lot happier than when I left. Was it good for you too?
I miss you Jesper.