The City to Myself
In a city of many millions, it is tough to find time entirely to yourself.
I had the city to myself this morning on a walk between 5:30 and 6:30 am. It was dark; the stars were out; it was quiet other than the noise of the highway in the background. The only other soul I encountered was a fluffy white cat who stopped to stare.
A nice way to start the day...
