A few years ago I wrote a poem with this title. And after the rainstorm I was stopped on Carson Street, traveling west. Before Station Square. The intersection under the trains. Looked up and saw this unusual sign. Seemed different from regular graffiti. Wondered about the person who got up there and wrote it and for whom did they write this short message? It’s how I feel sometimes, driving around. Trying to remember everything I am supposed to do. Feeling distracted. The retaining wall is dark with rainwater.
i often feel absentminded and i am a list writer – i like the shades of gray
very interesting spot
I have to wonder if I’ve driven by and missed it.
it amazes me how you find such neat things to photograph. What a good eye you have!