So, a few weeks ago, when leaving my writing workshop out in Buckhead, I missed my turn onto the freeway. I turned down a side street with the hope of turning around. I pulled into a parking lot and saw this:
*ladylee staring out the window... jaw dropped completely*
A big illuminated hand... in the middle of a parking lot.
I drove around the structure, which had to be a good 4 to 5 stories tall, and took pictures.
And you know how scary I am.
"Let me get out of here before ET and a spaceship show up."
I sped out of the parking lot, not looking back.
I still don't know what that's about.
Being Present -
22 hours ago