I couldn’t allow myself to think about her very long; if I had I would have jumped off the bridge. It’s strange. I had become so reconciled to this life without her, and yet if I thought about her only for a minute it was enough to pierce the bone and marrow of my contentment and shove me hack again into the agonizing gutter of my wretched past.
― Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. The alley behind my building is a treasure trove of interesting images, including this oil-slick rainbow. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.