Yesterday I stopped by a Staples center to buy a lamp for a project that I’m working on. On my way there, I crossed a bridge that I had not used in years. It felt very nostalgic walking in that bridge. The only problem is it has turned into a weed bridge. The whole bridge reeked of weed smoke. I had so much second hand exposure, I thought I would get high. I’m not an advocate for weed smoking. Nonetheless I was able to capture the highway beneath the bridge. I think this is one of my personal favorites.
Here’s a picture of the bridge from down by Staples.
I don’t think I will be using it any time soon...