There’s some places that are the substance of dreams and this was one of those for me. The clouds broke blue and gray over the horizon, my heart skipped a beat as climbed the spire, looking down on the greatest city in the world. The wind whispered down my neck sending chills, I watched from above as the city came alive. This was my sanctuary, a world in which I belonged. I had always been a bit of a drifter, never quite finding home in common place but here I was at home. I climbed down and looked down the glass, my eyes fixated on a world of unparalleled beauty. So much of what is beautiful lies in this gray area, the forbidden and the beyond. I’ve found my solace here, above dancing city lights, a slave to its essence. This is where I come alive, thank you for coming alive with me.