Monday, June 27, 2005

My head's in the clouds

Literally.

I cannot see anything out my window but a vast sea of whiteness. It's like being wrapped in a shroud. Even the Trump Building, which is just across the street, is invisible.

If I look down toward the street, I can start seeing things around the 30th story or so. But up here, it's like we're on our own.

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