revolving doors.

40 seconds.
94 stories.
greeted by the never ending view of lake michigan.
tower over the city. everything looking small enough to pick up with your fingers and place where you want it. like a childrens toy.
you held my hand.

through the revolving doors. to where the air was.
94 stories up breathing in the sky.

it was perfect. i let my wall down.

i just fell asleep and had to erase a bunch of g's from the screen.