just trying to write a little bit each day again. specifically, while
being anonymous
it's always a strange feeling when you shout out into the
ether and hear a foreign sound come back
it's both incredibly humbling, but
also terrifying right?
it's like
oh wait, you can see me?
i also feel this sometimes when out and about
i love patterns and
quickly fall into them
everytime i arrive at a new place, i'll find a
new cafe and go there daily
well almost daily
every so often i'll take
a break from the place
maybe make a coffee at home, or not drink
any coffee at all
anytime i return back from my short lived hiatus, the staff always says
happy to see you again!
where'd you go?
where will you go next?
my answer
same to you
nowhere really
somewhere hopefully
usually they laugh and i can't tell if it's pity or not