Today as I peered down past my fancy black blazer and through the pinstripes of my longsleeve shirt I came to the realization that I will be forever alone. I sit there and think for a minute and realize that I cannot carry a conversation with a pigeon. I am morbidly afraid of shadows and I move in ways that can't be forgotten. I move with a weird feeling. I am okay with this. I am okay with the feeling that comes with it. I move towards other things. I will toil and labor and forget the feelings I have. I am done. I move towards quietness. I digress. I move on.
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