The rain falls today. The rain stings my eyes. I have a blister on the bottom of my foot because I have no more socks. I drink hot chocolate from Dunkin Donuts. I burp several times. I look at the triptyche of AL which is on 3 doors and wonder if I will ever see his face again. Maybe in the afterlife? Maybe in the tunnels of heaven?

I was thinking about displaying some of my paintings in the tunnel, the transit people might then walk a little slower. Would they stop to look at panhandlers on doors? Addicts on Wood? Prostitutes on Panel? I would need help doing this, but I think one day it will happen, and I will record it by camera/video.