“In the morning this light breasts your windowpane and, having pried your eye open like a shell, runs ahead of you, strumming its lengthy rays – like a hot-footed schoolboy running his stick along the iron grate of the park or garden – along arcades, colonnades, red-brick chimneys, saints and lions. “Depict! Depict!” it cries to you, either mistaking you for some Canaletto or Carpaccio or Guardi, or because it doesn’t trust your retina’s ability to retain what it makes available, not to mention your brain’s capacity to absorb it. At any rate, you obey the command and grab your camera…”
[Joseph Brodsky “Watermark”]
Quadri della vita 
SIGH!!!!!
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Right? I should probably stop this series and concentrate on work 😉
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And why would you really want to do that? Oh, right, you need to earn a living so that you can feed your soul as well as your body.
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Nah, in fact the (mundane) truth is – I do that so both of my cats can have a better life… 😉 oh, and yes, to pay for those plane tickets, of course.
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Those plane tickets are what helps feed your soul.
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Absolutely!
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