I felt God in the buildings

Craig Finn and grieving and I'm sorry in advance

It is a deceptive spring right now, brisk air with a light breeze and a grey overtone with a delicate hint of rain lingering in the whispers of the wind. This morning, out with Bowie on the street populated by houses still asleep before the dawn, a rousing chorus of bird calls and a whiff of spring that for a brief moment allowed us to let our guard dow…