I often forget to document the beauty of our transit life,
honestly because we're usually hurrying (:
Hurrying to get to work, hurrying to get home, hurrying to escape the cold,
or we're together and deep in conversation about theology
or my little E's antics of the day.
But our daily journey from here to there is truly beautiful
and I don't want to miss the sweet moments of the supposedly
in between in the rush to get
P.S. I love this city.