i live in view of these ghastly buildings. they're used for housing comission & are the only things between me & a pure field of sky. i'd like for them to leave, but i suppose there are two things i'd miss:

those windows face the sunset. in summer that ugly, grey surface saturates itself in pinks, oranges & purples. often in just one evening. it makes me wish i could only imagine the sunset from up there.

on nights when i'm up late, i look out the window to see how many people have their lights on too. somehow it's comforting to know i'm not the only one awake. there are some lights and they are always on. you can watch figures floating across the curtains even at two in the morning. it makes me think that the loneliest people in the world live up there.

i suppose that couldn't be true. after all, if they were to look down into my house with the lights on & a shadow imprinted on the window, i'm sure they'd think the same of me.

two days after i took this photo & wrote the above passage, i was reading the paper while waiting for coffee. it announced that the tower towards the back would be demolished and replaced with development properties. it makes me wonder how much longer i have to watch all the lonely, light-filled rooms.