An observation while sitting on my porch.
Contemplating other ways of living just creates more questions.
It is dark. I walk a downtown street that is far from deserted.
They are all my friends, somehow.
When i am out there I close my eyes for a second
What would happen if humans had wings?
I drifted around the town and noticed a painful happiness. It made my heart feel heavy so i had to write something. Hope I didn't disappoint.
Sometimes I feel very limited.