The Lights of Waterbury, Connecticut
While I was taking the photos for this essay, three people stopped to tell me that Waterbury is beautiful. So they know what I know, and we believe it together. They made my night. Their comments brought to mind a conversation I had with a friend yesterday in which he said our opinions of the world are really just projections of how we feel about ourselves. By that reasoning, if you see the beauty in Waterbury, it's because you know the beauty in yourself. The world is perfect, truly. The lights of Christmas and the ordinary street lights are one light, really--one beautiful, perfect light. God bless.