May Journal

Journal 5.17.2017

As I walk around the City at a leisurely pace it seems that people and the entire city wants to rush past me. Everyone locked in their own little worlds. I just let them slip by like leaves floating atop a stream. Every once in awhile I bend down and pick one up and take it with me.

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