Through my minds eye

[dodgermask]

I sit on the bus, not in the seats that face forward, those have been too small for years, I'm sprawled out notebook on lap sketching, sketching the faces the eyes, the eyes of a person coming back from a long days work, the eyes of a man drunk enough that he can approach me shake my hand and tell me "god bless you" the bus rolls forward, through

Comments

[wonkothesane42]

wow.

[valimagdon]

Conversations, for getting the most out of them, one must think about them, both during and after the conversation. I disagree with that person.

[butithinkiloveu]

agreed.

just don't over-analyze.

[valimagdon]

Over-analysis is hard to stop. You often don't know when you cross the line. I suggest, instead, that one takes all of thier analyses with a grain of salt, esp when they don't ahve enough concrete data to back them up entirely.

[anonymous]

maybe it means they shouldn't be forced, and should instead come naturally? something more genuine

[dodgermask]

hey annoyminity doesn't make friends.

and it was terribly beautiful. that is to say it was terrible and as a casul result was beautiful

[despondence]

i really liked that line. and the other lines.

starry night

[nothing_2_offer]

many times i feel alot like ypur post felt espcially when im riding home from work at 11 oclock through riverside park with the cold ... and the night ... and my memories ... and this homeless i guy i see living behind the dumpsters ... but mostly my memories ...