ah, the city splendor.
off in the distance, lights reached for the sky. columns of steel and glass rising upward.
stories of reflection.
sparkling blue.
my feet led me along the familiar path. walk walk walkity walk.
my eyes searched inquisitive. gazing at the tower tops.
point, step, slant.
walk walk walkity walk. getting closer to the towers. neck craned up.
and i was getting a kink. rolled my head around. walk walk walkity stop. wait a second. i was all misled.
i had walked too long. too far. too much in the wrong direction.
i turn roundabout. have to head toward the last familiar place.
back away from the mountains of industria. the pinnacles of advancement. path of glory.