There lies a peaceful feeling in life that comes with isolation in a once crowded area. The calmness of peacefully and quietly guiding over a recently heavy populated terrain. Being the only car at 2 A.M. on a formerly busy street. The orange low-watt city lights like an infinite runway to whatever and wherever home is. Or, cleaning up alone late at night after the exit of friends or party. Channeling through you, the fading current of past laughter, conversation, smiles and stories. The resonation and dying energy of warm bodies occupying and consuming a room. An arena for silence. A place where: The Air Is Still, Not Stale.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Apr 2014 05:16:01 +0000
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