The Transient Sanctuary


On my walk earlier, I went over the bridge that goes from Channelside to Harbor Island and it started to drizzle.  I thought, “You’re a Florida native now, why the hell did you think you’d be okay?!  It’s 3pm!”

Just to clarify, it rains every day in Florida between 2 and 4 pm.  Sigh.

As I crested the top of the bridge, I was drawn to this bolt that was covered just enough by the railing post to avoid getting wet.  This little bolt, which has such a large role in structural stability, lives in a sanctuary that can defeat the feeling of vulnerability.




A place of tranquility, quiet, safety.  A relief from vulnerability, even if only for a moment.  Transient.


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