“Her insides jumped when she saw the skyline. She tried to figure out why it hit her so hard. They were just buildings. But in each one, someone worked, someone sang, someone complained; someone shuttled away the trash, the storehouse of banalities, secrets, and cravings. When the lights were out, she though, surely some couple would creep up or down a stairwell, stopping on a landing to embrace. The buildings breathed and exhaled possibilities; that was why a skyline like this one could stop your heart. As the bus entered the city’s center, threading its way in, the skyline seemed to whisper, You too are possible.” –Speaking in Tongues, ZZ Packer
Cincinnati, OH, Oktoberfest.