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staring out the window

people just don’t do that any more – stand near the window stare outside from their little boxes on the out-side world. winter makes me want to do that.

to stand, hands tucked deep in my pockets, like I’v got nothing to do, put aside all daily BS and just watch the falling rain. Stare at that girl with white short skirt running across the street, wonder, what was she thinking getting dressed this morning. if she could notice me now, she would probably wonder: what is that weirdo looking at.

a moment beside Time.