My favorite place to be in the world is any skating rink, but especially this one. The paradise of the Yale Whale: peaceful, sunny, quiet, warm, with ice like glass. The soaring architecture and old wooden seats remind me of the West Orange, New Jersey rink I grew up in. Here is the only place I can fly on my own volition. Feeling blades carve into ice sooths, balances, and thrills me no matter what kind of day I'm having.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
the whale
My favorite place to be in the world is any skating rink, but especially this one. The paradise of the Yale Whale: peaceful, sunny, quiet, warm, with ice like glass. The soaring architecture and old wooden seats remind me of the West Orange, New Jersey rink I grew up in. Here is the only place I can fly on my own volition. Feeling blades carve into ice sooths, balances, and thrills me no matter what kind of day I'm having.
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You are amazing and I am so glad that I know you just a little bit. I wish there were photos from Max's Window do you have any? I can just see you gliding on this beautiful ice. I will be thinking of you tonight when I watch the Women's Figure Skating. Keep in touch, I miss my ODACT friends. You can read about my trials and tribulations on my blog :)
Thank you, sweet Mo'a.
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