where did the art go?

marble counters@ my favorite coffee house is Great; for the first time since i lost everything in August i am back. i was thinking back to 9.11 this year & how i wasn’t wearing my 6Line shirt with my black skirt, making me really sad. i have since found the shirt but haven’t taken it out storage. i feel like i am not ready to wear it.

it’s that sundayBrunch hour & sitting @ my favorite coffee house feels good. small steps to me reclaiming what i lost this summer. last night my BF and i went to what was an artwalk; turning into finding shoes for $400 & the lack of art which was depressing. i had us start where i knew there was art & ending where there wasn’t any. we found 3 places that showed art, the rest was all shoes, clothes & being seen.

the bridge & tunnel crowd was huge obvious to spot in their Cruel shoes they could barely walk in. cobble stone streets & cruel shoes are not a good mix. now, i am just people watching in my favorite place, working on a pitch for a local work gig. maybe one of these days i will see some Actual art @ SAM Seattle. although all i have heard about them is that there isn’t  anyThing to see.

stay happy.

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Cecilie E Roaldset View All →

I am a 44 year old writer and poet that just published my first collection of poetry called Greylight. I live by 3 simple rules everyday, live, laugh, love. I currently live in Norway with my husband and our dog. I adore people watching and seeing how others see the city I now live in. I hope you enjoy reading and if you ever have any feedback all is welcome.

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