Wet Wednesday portrait

Even rainy days feel charming from this window. The neighbor’s rooftop has this cold and water-glossy look instead of the usual grill-black color of the warm days. The sun is hidden somewhere behind these grey clouds and the wind seems to have muted the bird's singing. The red bulb of the traffic light at N6th and Roebling shines brighter than normal. Today people walk anonymous under their umbrellas. Not a single laughter or a quiver popping out of the high school walls across the street. It's 5pm and all I can hear is the background whisper of my old fridge. Quiet, quiet, quiet. Williamsburg rests.