Sunday, December 12

Never Alone

when this whole town sleeps, alone i lie awake. it's more than just one night. i let my thoughts wander to the streets i walk everyday, to the other part of the world, to my room back at home. at times like these, wrapped in this thick comforter, i wonder how homeless people survived cold winter nights. at times like these, i wonder what mom cooked for lunch and whether he's already up and shaved.

it's night here in the Eastern US but i know it's morning and afternoon somewhere else around the globe. almost everybody is sleeping in this little town right now. but i know somewhere else around the globe, people are rushing to work.

so i guess i'm pretty much not alone