falloutboy8

yesterday i had to get out, the calming anesthethic of the suburbs was beginning to put me under, so i hopped on the train by myself took it to the city , i don't really know my way around so i just walked around times square for most of the day, i felt connected a part of the puzzle , the smell , the noise, the people moving around bumping into each other:the contact, the signs and lights passing through my periphery, it was an orgasm of my senses, life in full motion, the city is voyeurism at its pinnacle, watching people is intoxicating to me everyone has there own cadences , tendencies they might not know it but they do, the way a person crosses the street, checks the time, eats, smokes, the way a person tries to hide the way they glance at themselves in windows of cars and passing storefronts, the way lovers walk holding hands in the beginning stages of love by looking you can tell if its early in the game or times almost up, lonely people's desperation screams out amidst the crowded pavement, its all moving rhytmically the quiet beating of passerby's hearts ba boop ba boop ba boop, steps pit a pat pit a pat, horns honking beep beep , were all different but perfectly synchronized , an orchestra of life with the volume turned up to the highest setting and i can't help it,i have to listen everytime it plays