Geode Dfly Love
December 2013 © Tiffany Monique
Traffic is like a matrix of frustration and beauty. I drove on the 5 near Encinitas, and the light from the Pacific cried my name in the "go home traffic". It wasn't welcome home it was, "I'd hug you but I don't have arms." I am home. I am in my physical artistic space that makes me feel like I can reflect like a prism. Long winding roads, avocados, rolled tacos from a restaurant ending in 'ertos, and oh yes, the marine layer (it's like even the coast is a late sleeper). 5,78, 63, 79, 8, 10 are the numbers of my life sometimes. Just wanted to speak my love of SD. I love the whole of USA, but just wanted to give it up to SoCal for a second.
I got time. It's 5:00 o'clock on a weekday and I'm driving Northbound ( at least it was when I considered this post).
© Tiffany Monique February 2014