Sunday October 22, 2023
I stop to smoke a cig. Standing off to the side of the crowd I feel good, translucent, and I admit a little loneliness suits me. Maybe I’m better this way, freedom to move, no one to answer to. It’s been so long I forgot. I’m not used to it yet, but I will be. My eyes follow a woman down the block.
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