Memories 11

This section is a little different than Memories 1-10. This section focuses on feelings and memories that a place brings me rather than the actual place itself. The caption sums up this image perfectly. I don’t remember what city this picture was taken in, it could be Indianapolis or it could be Chicago, I couldn’t say with certainty either way. What I do remember is that it was a cold night and it was pouring down rain. The air was bitter as it hit your skin, the raindrops felt like frozen bullets coming down on you from above. My feet were cold and the heat in the car could not keep up, but none of that mattered, it was a Friday or Saturday night and I was escaping my small town for larger adventures. We were concert bound and the frigid city was a small price to pay for fun and freedom. I love the city at night, even to this day, it has an electric feeling to it that emanates through me.

Memories 11

I don’t remember the city, but I remember the feeling, I remember the night. Raining and cold, beautiful and bright in the night sky.