Morning Overlook

I found the sliding glass door unlatched just enough for me to slip through to the balcony. The morning air out here was cool and smelled of damp concrete. Stepping carefully past a ceramic plant pot, I climbed up onto a low wooden bench set against the railing. Between the metal bars, Neo Tokyo stretched out in endless orderly towers under the pale sky. It wasn't noisy at all; the distant electric hum of the morning transit felt almost like a steady acoustic rhythm. I sat resting my shoulder against the cool metal bar, just watching the morning light catch the high glass spires #Shinji #ShinjiIkari #buddies #earthj @americansamurai