The Theater

What a feeling inside me, coming around the corner to see these theater seats, red velvet, worn, an entire empty theater. If I had known how well my flash would work, I would've made more attempts, tried more angles. I sometimes find myself inhaling sharply in response to something, some place, some ambiance or sensory impression. That happened to me here -- and then it takes me three days to really exhale, because I feel as if I've absorbed the entirety of it (in this case, the place AND ambiance) ... I felt I was reeling from the intoxicant of its historicity!