A Room With a View

I dream of one day sitting down to do my daily writing and looking out the window at the ocean, or a big mountain range, a lake or a forest, or even an inspiring city skyline. I can only imagine the ideas that will come with those perspectives.

For now I’ll keep trying to write something hopeful while the people in front of my house argue with each other over drugs while their clothes fall off their bodies and they threaten each other with violence. Top, here comes the daily police helicopter flyover. It’s special in its own way.

-J.P.