I’m Back from Seattle. Each year it is harder and harder to leave the city behind. I feel at home there, more so that I feel anywhere outside of the arms of my lovers.But money and such. Friends that have moved up there end up living way outside the city and that would defeat the purpose for me. Downtown is what feels like home. All the way up to the alleys that smell like piss. A city awash in beauty and humanity. And a dark rain filled sky.