i walk back and forth four times a day, at the least. i wear my black headphones over my head and over my ears and i walk back and forth and the street and the world is filled with people. i pass them by like flowers or blades of grass along the streets at home and i don't notice them. or, we build an ephemeral relationship of glances and passerby. and i never see them again. each piece on the chess board of my daily routine has a life and a routine of its own, but i don't know it and i don't care. this city is beautiful and i am never by myself, but i am often alone. this city is alienating, but i can't imagine being anywhere else and as I walk back and forth with those headphones over my ears i realize it's okay not to always have company. but sometimes i would like the warmth of real interaction instead of just these mirages i pass everyday.
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