I pay attention.
I know what happens.
The suspense builds as the clock, smirking, goes from 11:59...to 12:00. It is officially afternoon.
The birds whisper me secrets from their safe points in the trees. They are hiding from the cruel smoke that swirls the city streets.
I'm alone. I'm walking.
I listen to people's conversations; their feeble attempts at small talk produces a buzz. I'm waiting for the right moment to jump in their conversation, eager for human interaction.
I am here.
I am there.
I am aware.


**~~a.s.f.