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This is more so on where I use to go and where I go to now as far as subconscious reflection it use to be last year a kind a smoke filled barroom and it be in the back corner booth laughing with current and past friends now it’s standing on top of a skyscraper at night looking down into the neon skyline watching the people down below going about their day some nights it clear you can see all the stars other nights it’s raining I have a cigarette in hand or it’s just a bit cloudy and I’m just looking at the moon once in a blue moon a memory of an old friend will be there with me most of the time I’m just alone looking down in love with the world but staying away from it. Metaphorically I can see what was going on last year smoke filled barroom the smoke it’s hazy at the time I didn’t know what was next in life the barroom it was full I was lost in the crowd at the time I just wanted to fade away into the backdrop. Now it’s on a skyscraper and I’m looking down hell I’ve always loved being up high explains why I always end up with birds in my drawings the idea of being up above it all is just appealing in so many ways as for the rest of it I’ll keep figuring it out.