Roy Pessis | רועי פסיס

Half Moon Bay, California

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Emerald Bay, Lake Tahoe

Salton Sea, California. This shore line of the Salton Sea is just full of dead fish. I wouldn’t call this beach a Romantic getaway.

Borrego Springs, California. The end of the road

Holocaust Memorial, San Francisco, California.

Museum of Modern Art, San Francisco, California

Walking down the stairs. At the same moment, my car got towed just outside of the museum.

Davis, California.

Washington Square, San Francisco, California

I wish that I could fly
Into the sky
So very high
Just like a dragonfly

Id fly above the trees
Over the seas in all degrees
To anywhere I please

Oh I want to get away
I want to fly away
Yeah yeah yeah

Lets go and see the stars
The milky way or even mars
Where it could just be ours

Lets fade into the sun
Let your spirit fly
Where we are one
Just for a little fun
Oh oh oh yeah !

I want to get away…

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost 1920