A bench popped up in the middle of nowhere
So I sat and wrote.
It's sunny.
There's a patch of green to my left that I just wandered through.
Have been listening to an album that was almost all I listened to 10 years ago.
In 2008
I had nothing
But I was excited
I felt like everything was exploring
A city
A sexuality
A self.
As soon as I wrote that
A couple came by and their dog pooped in front of me.
But other than that things are quite nice.
