I often go through phases of feeling contemplative.
I could be sitting on the bus one day,
wondering where the people around me are going,
what lives they lead, what their motivations are, their interests.
Other days, I just don’t give a ****
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
I often go through phases of feeling contemplative.
I could be sitting on the bus one day,
wondering where the people around me are going,
what lives they lead, what their motivations are, their interests.
Other days, I just don’t give a ****
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