I spend two hours a
day like this, in between
spaces and time. thoughts
of you get me by. music
helps. and the ocassional
nice guy with nice teeth.
but most of the time, its
just a long silent ride
to nowhere. everyone an
empty glazed spaced
expression. we are terribly
lonely all the time, why
do we do this to ourselves?
1 comments:
I think it's just the small confined space with strangers, you know. I hate talking in the train, lifts and cabs. It's just so public because everybody else is so damn quiet.
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