Amsterdam

TO THE COFFEE SHOP ON A RENTED BIKE. 8 AM. FEELING STRANGELY CLOSE TO HOME, HERE WITH MY CLOSEST FRIENDS. AMSTERDAM, WITH A CAMERA IN MY HAND AND A PARKING CONE IN THE OTHER. TIMES LIKE THIS MEAN EVERYTHING. AMSTERDAM, I MISS YOU. HEY, WHEN DID YOU GROW THOSE GIANT HORNS? OH, I FORGOT THAT THE WORLD IS UPSIDE DOWN AT LEAST TO THE REST OF US RIGHT NOW. SUNRISE, OUR EYES, EVER SO BRIGHT, ARE BURNING HOLES IN YOUR STREETS. OUR HEARTS BEAT FOR YOU. THE BEST PART IS WHEN WE SEE HOW FAR WE'VE COME. AMSTERDAM, I LOVE YOU.