Place

I'm torn between the city and the streets.

I'm torn between the urban and the lost and never found. The back alley forests that no one would ever peer. The little coffee bakery in a small town with a large heart.

I find myself in the city sometimes. Somehow fulfilling all my desires to be inconsequential in the most consequential of places. I can feel one of a million millions. I can feel the singularity, the solidarity. I am tempered to live in that abyss that makes me feel like nothing while feeling everything. Fear and fate and simple out-of-my-hands complicity.

But I'm torn between the city and the streets.