This morning…

This morning it was raining just enough so that if a person had an umbrella they felt compelled to use it, while those of us who had left our umbrellas at home weren’t regretting the decision and were – quite frankly – somewhat annoyed at the people who were clogging up the streets with their unnecessary accouterments.

On my walk from the 34th Street Station to work, I imagined a film in which hundreds of pieces of baggage are falling from the sky in slow-motion.  Or exploding, maybe.  Meant to be taken semiotically.

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