last night’s sunset from my room

The moment I stepped off the airplane and on to the escalator I was by greeted by an abrupt full- stop the second my black leather boot hit that metal grated step.
It was as if my 2 inch heel landed directly on a stop button, halting me in my downward moving tracks.
Gaining composure, I reflexively winked back to my beloved Seattle knowing he was just trying to get my attention right outta the gate.

“I get it” I silently nodded not knowing what I was acknowledging yet choosing to engage in solidarity. 
“I trust you” I remembered as I paid better attention to my next steps — more deliberate and definitely more slow.

today’s lunch