Thoughts in a park
I love looking in through people’s windows at night. You can catch them at their most honest. No costumes put on for the world, just naked truth.
Walking around I often wonder if I’m doing something wrong. There are a million adventures happening eight now and I’m not part of any of them. I have a severe lack of excitement in my life right now. I have stuff to do, hell, too much at times. But I want to end up somewhere I didn’t expect. I want someone to drag me somewhere kicking and screaming the whole way. I think that may be my exact problem. Can’t someone else do it? I know I need to just run out into the night, cmpletely unaware of my destination, but u don’t know if I have the courage. I’ve always played things safe, planned out details to an absurd degree.
So many couples walk by inthe night. Do they know how they got here? Do they know where they are going?
A man rides by on his bike with a backpack, seems late to be coming home from work.
Always waiting for life to happen. Need to take control, need to do more.
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Tina
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Mat