Some mornings the journey to the workplace is a boring old slog. But not usually, not for me. I try to make a point to stay alert to the world around me. I am usually on bike or foot, which is an advantage. Also, I live in the visually rich and colorful city of New Orleans. Even so, I can get in a rut. And I can be jolted back to alertness. Some mornings are just plain galvanizing.
Yesterday morning was like that, like a psychedelic trip of epic proportions.
And then, at Jeff Davis & Tulane, 10:30 AM: The most surreal sight of a decidedly surreal day.
Maybe you need to view large to appreciate.
Did someone slip some LSD in my oatmeal this morning?