Eyes wide shut was what my doctor told me. Sitting here typing futile thoughts as I take a lonely vacation in the city that breaths lonely-nest. See, you can walk an entire day in the forbidden fruit metro called NYC with all its diverse set of homo-sapiens having their moments, and still walk the path of a forgotten ghost. But what's real about this concrete jungle are the experience that could be. A fallen designer has lost their job, someone has lost their bed, a junkie has lost their battle, a mother has lost a grown child.... and yet I still find beauty despite the cold weather. Jack Frost loves to play mind tricks, and if that is the case then Jack don't know frost from shit. Spring is coming and my one year is near. The cold could be my friend, but I don't need new comrades.
Maybe I just don't like the cold.
.::. Knight Shade
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