some sleepy, some still up
some full of light, some on economy mode
some dreaming, some still at dinner
some at TV, some on internet
I like to open the window, take a deep breath of colder air, at twilight or dawn, and look over the street. It's so quiet, so simple, so human. I few people laugh and return home from a late party. One or two come and go with their dogs. Everyone with a different story, with hopes, with dreams or sorrows. And myself, at the windows, with my own story.
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