Tomorrow I have to leave this amazing view. So many times I came to this roof to watch the sun set. Who built you? And was it intentional that It would align its arches with the late summer sunset? I wanted to say my goodbyes to you bridge, to the landscape you shape, fueled by the ionic air of the Hudson breezing by. So much weight on you and beneath you and so steady your rock.
Goodbye, Washington Heights.
