The state of being.

Posted: April 18, 2012 in Uncategorized

I sit here in a corner off a busy street, under a faint yellow street light as the world passes me by. In a flash. As a constant. So many faces. So many, many voices. And it makes me wonder where do I fit in? Where is that mark with my name on it? is everything a part of the big picture? Is this place really a jigsaw puzzle where thing (eventually so) find their grooves that fit perfectly?

As I sit here, in a corner off a busy street, under a faint yellow street light – I see faces. I see stories- told, untold. And then, I see them. The ones who make me frown. I do recognize them from somewhere. I am positive that I do. And then it strikes you. They were a part of your story. But sadly, you aren’t a part of theirs.

In this moment, as I sit here, in a corner off a busy street, under a faint yellow street light I fail to fathom and loose myself in wonder…

Is it, am I really a part of the plan?

(This was actually written under a faint yellow street light, sitting in a corner off a busy street while I was waiting for a certain someone)

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Comments
  1. lordkickass says:

    I am certain someone. And i adore the shit out of this post

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