Kinda eminds me of New York in a blizzard. The only time it's perfectly silent, an oddly welcoming blankness.
Also I like wandering around late late late at night here in SF, because I can suddenly physically sense all the people sleeping,up and down the western states and how everyone is so vulnerable at that moment, en masse. It makes me feel protective of them all, because everyone always looks so innocent while they sleep.....
Once they wake up however--
Yes! I love that, walking past darkened windows and picturing everyone in bed. It gives me a sense that I'm sharing in their collective coziness, even though I'm padding along on the pavement outside, shivering.
I also wanted to thank you for putting up that audio of The Dark is Rising.
I burned them, made a cover
and offered it as a (late) solstice present of it to my friend and her family who are superkeen on audio books and magic and mythology, etc.
I've been telling them about that series for ages, so this was perfect and fab for a terribly broke person such as myself.
Oh wow, what a great idea! I bet they loved it.
I really wish I could get copies of the other books as well. I so want to hear the narrator read The Grey King.
Yes, he's quite engaging!
I'll keep an eye out for the rest of them...and return the favor if I ever come across them.
Picturing you doing this makes me smile. ♥
It is, it is. Especially when you see some poor tired transit worker running after the bus, waving, and the bus driver actually stops and lets him on. In central London, where the bus drivers seem to take a sadistic delight in slamming the door shut in people's faces.
That's funny. Or maybe not. In Houston, I have seen bus drivers wait for people to cross the road to get on the bus. I think this is because it could be hours before another bus comes. "Have Mercy! Been waitin' on the bus all day."
glad you made it home alright, happy new year again!
Yay! Thank you again.
When I woke up this morning I realized I'd forgotten to text Mary on my arrival at home. But then when I opened my laptop I found I'd made a drunk post so everybody must know I'd gotten home OK. :-P
LJ: the addiction that just keeps giving!
ah ms l i love this post.
yea, i know. but vodka, not whiskey. but i know, i think. i know.
You do. I know you do.
When I lived in Boston, those sorts of long walks alone in the wee hours became a matter of habit. Some places in the Back Bay, the the glow still came from gaslamps and the brick walkways could be all yours for long minutes. I remember wandering across the bridge deep into Cambridge at four in the morning and then realizing that I was going to get to walk another three miles in twenty-below weather to get home, having promised myself I'd never use public transportation to cross the river by way of getting to know the seasons.
And then you had a cup of delicious thick hot chocolate and it tasted divine.
2006-01-31 19:05 (UTC)
Yes! Well, no WhiskeyBelly, but otherwise, yes. Night time is the best time for so many reasons. '...It makes me feel protective of them all...' All the more-so when something has gone wrong. i.e. had to help the fam work all night, or taken a trip to be with someone in the hospital, etc. I think, "You're all so lucky, safe and asleep..." Heh.
I think a belly full of anything warming and delicious counts. Soup, even.
*nodding* That was silly of me to point out. I suppose I've been the non-drinking, designated driver and/or nursemaid for so long it's become a foreign thing to me, anymore. ;)
2006-01-31 05:48 (UTC)
yes yes yes! & exactly..
You've done it before. I know!