It is raining today and it as always seems to fit my mood. I am also listening to Tom Waits singing "I'm in love with a Jersey girl." His rough vocal chords scarred from tobacco and alcohol, God only knows what else, seems to calm and sooth my hurting heart. I am moving on but it is still hard at times. I don't know what to do about the divorce. I have been adding up my current debts and I honestly don't know how I am going to come up with money to pay anything. For those of you that maybe reading this and not familiar with Tom Waits needs to listen to him. His lyrics are very artistic and so rough that they really bring thoughts of diners and dirty old bars. The cast away side of society, that many of us feel we are part of. I feel i am ready for a change of scenery. A city, rain, and steam coming from the vents. Buildings seeming to come up from out of the dirty black pavement, stained with years of air pollution. The rain only brings out the darkness of the pollution giving the buildings an eerie look, as that of them bleeding. Their concrete and steel rising from the depths of Hell. I miss Philadelphia when it rains. I miss sitting in my friends Hope's apartment looking out her bay windows at Chestnut street, drinking Earl Grey, and discussing art, life, and the city. I miss conversations like that. Just two friends talking about everything that we thought was important but as we grow older realize they were no worry at all. I miss even the subway. The metal trains carrying people to their destinations underground. Today would be a great day to get a cup of coffee and talk.
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