Thursday, January 12, 2006

Right Here, Right Now

8:55 pm

It's dark and it's raining.

Outside there is a homeless man, struggling to push all of his worldly possessions down the street. In what looks like a blazer he might of bought in a different life, he struggles to keep the cart steady. Dripping wet. Cars racing through an intersection, lights changing color in a Casino window and the sound of horns and sirens off in the distance. A flashing red hand is waving from the street corner below.

I'm quite content right now. Peppermint tea is drowning out the taste of Chinese food. Ryan Adams is drowning out the sounds coming from a TV in the next room. The sounds of a Prime Minister losing my vote. If you called me today and I didn't pick up, I was ignoring you. I'd like to say I'm sorry, but I'm not. Not in the slightest. I don't know what or who it was, but I was just perfectly fine keeping to myself today. I've been out, about, around, up, down and in the middle so much lately that taking a day for myself made me happy.

Until Tomorrow.


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