The Wall (2013)

Somehow I found myself walking along a wall. It was a simple wall, with a simple trim at the top, painted white all the way down. It was unimposing, not very tall, and stretched into the horizon. But the air was agreeable and the clouds so few and with no particular tasks at hand that day it was nice to simply walk along it. Soon came an opening, the first of many – a clean vertical split revealing a sweeping landscape beyond. Continuing on, I walked and walked, more openings presented themselves, all different shapes and sizes, welcome interruptions to an otherwise uneventful walk. 

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It’s funny I can hardly notice the wall now, it seems to have blended into the facades, or the facades into the wall, I am not sure. It is getting late, so late, and yet the sky never changes color.