060a - Isaac “Drift” Wright - “Come Alive” - Edition of 200

There’s some places that are the substance of dreams and this was one of those for me. The clouds broke blue and gray over the horizon, my heart skipped a beat as climbed the spire, looking down on the greatest city in the world. The wind whispered down my neck sending chills, I watched from above as the city came alive. This was my sanctuary, a world in which I belonged. I had always been a bit of a drifter, never quite finding home in common place but here I was at home. I climbed down and looked down the glass, my eyes fixated on a world of unparalleled beauty. So much of what is beautiful lies in this gray area, the forbidden and the beyond. I’ve found my solace here, above dancing city lights, a slave to its essence. This is where I come alive, thank you for coming alive with me.