Friday, April 27, 2012

Purple

There is this sculpture that I like. It guides me home at night and tells me when to get off the tram or start digging for my keys. It's purple and shiny and other worldly. 

But yesterday I think the light must have burnt out. Because now it's just a piece of metal. 




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1 comment:

Bella said...

And yet it's still beautiful! Don't you love when we pick a landmark and it guides us home like a beacon? :)