I was headed out to spin some steel wool tonight at a spot right down the street that I have had my eye on since NYE. On the first attempt, I found a couple of people shacked up in the doorway. Tonight, I didn’t even make it there. as I was walking down the street, I saw this puddle, and as I was crossing the street, I turned around to catch the reflection of the dead end sign. I decided that puddle would not be there long, and the doorway was bound to be there for at least another night or two. When I looked at the shot, I thought that it would look cool upside down. When I flipped the image, the words ended up looking right making this just a little more interesting to me.

Reflecting on the End
Day 311